[Urban] Lustful life (all)-1-3

[Synopsis]

The protagonist, Ding Ping, lives with his stepmother. After hard work, he is admitted to the Northern University's Junior Class, which brings about a series of changes in his life. First, there's his stepmother's distant cousin, Yu Yan, and then a series of beautiful women.

Chapter One: The Awkward Situation by the Sea.

Ding Ping is thirteen years old. His mother died in childbirth, and three years later, his father remarried. However, he remained depressed and passed away two years after the marriage. His stepmother never remarried, leaving Ding Ping and his stepmother to rely on each other.

In his memory, his parents are just vague figures. Therefore, he pours all his passion and love into his young stepmother—whom he calls Aunt Yu Xiaoling—finding joy in her happiness and sorrow in her pain.

Through their joint efforts, Ding Ping finally gains admission to the Northern University's Junior Class with excellent grades, earning a scholarship.

When Ding Ping went to school, because he was too young and it was his first time traveling far from home, Yu Xiaoling was worried about him being alone. So she entrusted him to her distant cousin, Yu Yan, who worked at the Northern City Television Station, where the university was located. Yu Xiaoling took Ding Ping to Yu Yan's place two weeks early, and they lived together for a while before returning home when school started.

Yu Yan had a two-bedroom apartment of over 80 square meters. Her boyfriend went to study in the United States in mid-July. Ding Ping ate lunch at school and ate breakfast and dinner at Yu Yan's house.

Yu Yan was usually very busy with work, and after her boyfriend left, she felt somewhat lonely at home. Ding Ping, having lost his parents at a young age, matured early and was very independent, able to cook, do laundry, and perform other household chores. Therefore, the two lived together, taking care of each other, bringing much life and joy to their home.

Ding Ping majored in computer science. His talent for computers was already evident before he was admitted to Northern University. Besides programming, he was proficient in image processing (Photoshop), animation (Flash), webpage creation (DW), and 3D applications. Ding Ping possessed considerable talent in these areas, and his admission to Northern University's gifted youth program at the age of fourteen demonstrated his exceptional abilities.

Yu Yan worked at the television station, responsible for children's programs. Her workplace provided her with a high-spec computer for design and animation production.

Due to his strong foundation, Ding Ping achieved outstanding results despite only studying at Northern University for a few weeks. In his spare time, he frequently used his knowledge to help Yu Yan plan and produce children's programs. Because he himself was still a teenager, he considered issues from a child's perspective when planning, resulting in highly successful programs.

Within a month, the children's program Yu Yan was in charge of experienced a significant leap, rising to number one in viewership across the station and winning the unit's best award for four consecutive weeks. This made Yu Yan very grateful to Ding Ping, and at the same time, Ding Ping gained an adult status in Yu Yan's eyes, so she no longer treated him as a child. From then on, she wouldn't take any of her programs to work without Ding Ping's

approval. Gradually, they forgot about the age difference and the relationship between elder and younger, and when they had different opinions, they would argue until they were red in the face until one side convinced the other, and in this process, Ding Ping usually won.

In this way, they became like brothers and sisters, and Ding Ping's aunt was very pleased when she learned of this.

The National Day Golden Week was approaching, and with Ding Ping's help, Yu Yan produced all the programs for the seven days of the Golden Week, then asked for seven days off from work and took Ding Ping on vacation to Sanya.

In Sanya in October, the temperature was still quite high, above 30 degrees Celsius. After checking into the hotel, Yu Yan took off her sweat-soaked outer garment and, to stay cool, didn't immediately put on any other clothes, walking around the room in only her underwear. This made Ding Ping a little embarrassed, so he asked, "Aunt Yu, how are we going to sleep tonight?"

"We'll each have our own bed, how else can we sleep?" Yu Yan said teasingly.

"In one room?"

"Yes, why?" After saying that, she looked at Ding Ping's somewhat shy expression and suddenly realized, "You're shy? How old are you?"

Ding Ping's face turned even redder, and he couldn't say a word.

“This hotel costs over 800 yuan a day. Think about it, if we share a room, how much money can we save? Are you afraid I’ll eat you up?” Yu Yan said. “Rest for a while, then we’ll go out to get something to eat, and then go to Daya Bay to see the sea and surf.”

This piqued Ding Ping’s interest, making him forget his shyness: “Okay, I’ve never seen the real sea before, nor have I ever played in the sea.”

“This time we’re going to Sanya to have a beach vacation, to let you have a great time and play to your heart’s content.”

After Yu Yan finished washing the clothes, she and Ding Ping went to a restaurant for dinner, and then called a car directly to Daya Bay.

Ding Ping, seeing the sea for the first time, was awestruck by its magnificent scenery and captivated by its gentle sea breeze.

Putting on his swimsuit, ignoring Yu Yan’s shouts behind him, he plunged into the sea and swam outwards. He reached the safety line in one breath before remembering Yu Yan’s shouts and swimming back.

Upon reaching the shore, he saw Yu Yan still standing there, not in the water. "Aunt Yu, why aren't you coming down?"

"I can't get you to come down no matter how much I call you, I can't swim," Yu Yan said irritably.

"Sorry, come down, I'll teach you."

"I don't want to learn, and even if I wanted to, I wouldn't be able to learn in a short time. Just stay by my side and protect me, we won't go very far, okay?"

Ding Ping had originally intended to swim in deeper waters, but considering that protecting Aunt Yu was more important, he agreed.

So, he took Yu Yan's hand and slowly walked towards the sea. With each wave that crashed in, Yu Yan would be so frightened that she would cling tightly to Ding Ping, no matter what he said, making him

both amused and exasperated. Once or twice was fine, but after a while, Ding Ping couldn't take it anymore. Yu Yan was already very beautiful, with a very voluptuous figure; in industry terms, her breasts were an E-cup and still looked a bit tight. After putting on her swimsuit, she attracted everyone's attention, especially the men's.

In the sea, as soon as she embraced Ding Ping, he felt a different kind of pressure against her chest, and the sensation of her womanly body being intentionally or unintentionally seen by him, and the feeling of holding her in his arms, all of which spurred Ding Ping's masculine pride, which he couldn't suppress, making him extremely embarrassed.

At first, Yu Yan was too nervous to notice, but later, as she gradually adjusted and relaxed, she noticed Ding Ping's different expression, and then felt his erection. She secretly glanced down and was shocked: Ding Ping's lower body was bulging, almost bursting out of his swim trunks.

"How can it be so long and so big? How old is he?" Yu Yan thought to herself, but to avoid embarrassment, she took the initiative to leave Ding Ping, went ashore, and said, "You play first, I'll rest on the shore for a while."

Ding Ping was finally relieved, and he swam in the sea, quickly forgetting everything about Yu Yan.

Chapter Two: Yu Yan's Turmoil

Yu Yan, however, was different; a huge turmoil was brewing within her.

After getting ashore, Ding Ping's swollen, long lower body kept swaying in front of her, impossible to shake off.

"His thing's head goes past my navel, it must be at least 18 or 20 centimeters long," she thought to herself, gesturing to her own body. She tried to distract herself, but it didn't work; Ding Ping's lower body kept flashing before her eyes, making her lower body wet. "What's wrong with me? He's only thirteen, still a minor, how can I think like this?"

"Maybe I'm thinking about my boyfriend?" Yu Yan thought to herself.

At this point, she had no more interest in playing. After Ding Ping came out of the sea, she said to him, "It's too hot, and I'm a little tired. Let's go back to the hotel."

Ding Ping had no objection. He had been playing there for more than two hours and had also swum in the sea. Besides that, there wasn't much else to do. After changing out of their swimsuits, they went back.

Back at the hotel, Yu Yan changed out of her clothes again. Thinking about how shy Ding Ping had been that morning, she had wanted to wear an outer garment to avoid embarrassing him. However, remembering Ding Ping's reaction after physical contact with her at the beach, seeing his bulging and large penis, she felt a strange restlessness and didn't put on an outer garment.

After showering in the bathroom, she deliberately put on semi-transparent underwear, which allowed a glimpse of her pubic area. Her bra was also semi-transparent and without padding, revealing the shape of her breasts and the nipples. In a man's eyes, wearing these things was worse than not wearing anything at all.

These lingerie, also known as sexy lingerie, were something she would never normally wear. She only wore them when with her boyfriend to spice things up. She'd brought them with her this time, not intending to wear them, but now she found herself needing them.

After all, Ding Ping was only thirteen and not very sensitive to a woman's body. He wouldn't have reacted that way if they hadn't had physical contact. Now, in the cooler room, seeing Yu Yan's attire, he seemed a little shy, but didn't react the way he had in the sea.

Seeing this, Yu Yan felt a slight disappointment, and inwardly scolded herself: What's wrong with me? How could I treat a child like this? Am I mentally unstable?

Despite her self-reproach, she didn't want to put her clothes back on; that would be too obvious. So, she and Ding Ping lay on the bed, chatting about trivial things and watching TV. Soon, Ding Ping fell asleep.

Influenced by Ding Ping, she also felt tired; after a long flight and not being used to the weather, she also fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Yan woke up. Ding Ping was still asleep, lying flat on the bed with his legs spread apart. Perhaps due to a natural physiological reaction in men while sleeping, Ding Ping's penis was erect again, appearing even longer than when they were in the sea, with most of it protruding.

Actually, Ding Ping's underwear was smaller than his swim trunks; his penis was still the same size and length. Now that it was exposed, Yu Yan could see it more clearly, and besides the length, she could even estimate its size.

"About an inch and a half in diameter?" Yu Yan estimated in her mind. With most of it exposed, it was quite astonishing. Yu Yan couldn't even imagine that a man could be so long and so big.

Yu Yan had only read about Ding Ping's "inch" in books. She had discussed it with her boyfriend, and his conclusion was that there were very few, if any, Chinese men with such a size; he didn't know about foreigners. At least among the men he had met, none exceeded fifteen centimeters, and fourteen centimeters like his was extremely rare.

Now she had seen it with her own eyes, and this man was only thirteen years old. How much bigger would he grow when he grew up?

She lay on her side on the bed, staring at Ding Ping's penis for a full five minutes, until her lower body was overflowing with desire. She imagined: what would it feel like to have such a thing inside her?

Thinking this, she quietly got out of bed and went to Ding Ping's side, observing him closely. Carefully, she pulled down his pants, and suddenly, Ding Ping's penis sprang up, hitting her face. The heat, the hardness, the elasticity—it made her feel dizzy, causing her to involuntarily groan. She felt a surge of heat rush from her lower body, and she actually reached orgasm.

Afraid that Ding Ping would wake up, she hurriedly ran to the bathroom, closing the door. The heat hadn't subsided; it was still assaulting her. She reached down to her inner thighs and pressed hard. The immense pleasure made her scream loudly, lasting for several minutes. The feeling was more intense than when she made love with her boyfriend, and something she had never experienced before.

After calming down, she came out of the bathroom, unable to look at Ding Ping anymore. She lay flat on the bed with her eyes closed, still savoring the pleasure: how could this be? Just looking at him is enough to bring me to orgasm, and so intensely at that? Am I really that lewd? What am I going to do if I have to face him all the time?

Yu Yan's mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't calm down. She didn't realize that while she was thinking these things, her vaginal lubrication hadn't stopped, and because she was so disoriented, she hadn't changed her already soaked underwear, causing her fluids to soak a large area of the sheet.

After an unknown amount of time, Ding Ping woke up. He looked at Yu Yan and saw that she was still asleep, but her lower body had soaked the sheet: "Aunt Yu, you're so old, and you still wet the bed?

" Ding Ping was puzzled, but the facts forced him to believe it, so he called out to Yu Yan, "Aunt Yu, wake up."

Actually, she wasn't asleep. Hearing Ding Ping call her, she opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing that she had opened her eyes, Ding Ping pointed at her lower body and said, "You..."

Yu Yan blushed instantly, quickly got up, grabbed another pair of underwear, and rushed into the bathroom to change. She thought to herself, "This is so embarrassing! How am I going to explain this to him?"

After changing, she came out, still trying to come up with an explanation, when Ding Ping comforted her, "Aunt Yu, you must have been too tired to wake up properly, otherwise why would you wet the bed?"

Suddenly, she felt relieved: he thought she had wet the bed. She

hurriedly said, "I was just too tired, I'm so sorry, please don't tell anyone."

"No, I won't," Ding Ping said. "Don't worry, I'll call a server to change it later, just say I accidentally spilled water on the sheets."

"No need, I'll just wash it. It'll save me the trouble of explaining. It would be so embarrassing if they found out!" She thought to herself, "You might not know what happened, but the servers certainly do! If they come and do it, won't they think I'm a monster? Won't they say I'm promiscuous, even daring to mess with a child?"

Ding Ping didn't object, saying, "That's true, then you'll have to work hard yourself."

"It's alright, it's my own business, I have to handle it myself, right?" At the same time, she thought to herself: You're incredibly naive.

And just like that, Yu Yan resolved the matter satisfactorily.

Chapter Three: Yu Yan's Pain

Yu Yan cleaned the small wet spot on the sheet, dried it with a hairdryer, and then washed her underwear before going to dinner with Ding Ping.

After dinner, Yu Yan suggested going to a karaoke room to sing, and Ding Ping, wanting to cheer her up, agreed.

The waiter led them to a room and explained, "There are songs and movies here. Do whatever you like. If you need anything, just press this call button, and a staff member will come."

The waiter then left.

Yu Yan sang a few songs, and Ding Ping sang along for a while. Yu Yan said, "Singing alone is boring. Aren't there movies? Let's watch some."

Ding Ping had come to keep her company, so he did whatever she suggested.

Opening the catalog, there were romance, action, and horror films.

"Let's watch a romance, I don't like the others," Yu Yan said.

She then picked an American film to watch with Ding Ping.

Unbeknownst to them, the so-called romance was actually an adult film. At first, it wasn't too explicit, but as they watched, scenes of sexual intercourse appeared. While not overtly explicit, they were still very arousing, instantly reigniting Yu Yan's suppressed desire.

The worst part was that it was an erotic film about a man having an affair with his mother-in-law. That kind of scene was even more stimulating, especially since Yu Yan thought about Ding Ping, a thirteen-year-old boy, and wondered what kind of passion it would be like to do it with him, given his immense impact.

Her lower body began to throb with desire again. She stole glances at Ding Ping's reaction. Ding Ping was also curious about the film, watching intently, but remained remarkably calm, showing none of the reaction Yu Yan had expected.

"I can't watch anymore," Yu Yan thought.

She didn't move, continuing to watch, muttering, "Some parts are not good, let's fast forward."

Before she knew it, the fast-forward stopped, revealing scenes of men and women kissing, caressing, and making love.

After watching a few clips, Ding Ping realized what kind of movie it was: "Aunt Yu, this is a pornographic film, shall we stop watching?"

Yu Yan and Ding Ping left the love room and returned to their room to watch TV.

Yu Yan couldn't calm down, so she went into the bathroom and said to Ding Ping, "You watch first, I'll take a shower."

In the bathroom, as Yu Yan washed her body, Ding Ping's genitals and scenes of mother-in-law and son-in-law in the film flashed through her mind, waves of desire surging within her, overwhelming her.

Finally, she could only use her hands, imagining Ding Ping's enormous penis entering and exiting her body. A few minutes later, waves of pleasure washed over her, causing her to involuntarily scream; she had reached another climax.

A few minutes later, she heard a knock on the door and Ding Ping's urgent voice: "Aunt Yu, what's wrong?"

She was startled, realizing the problem: she had been too excited and screamed too loudly, letting Ding Ping hear her. What to do now?

Yu Yan thought to herself: I have to pretend to be sick.

So she put on her underwear, opened the bathroom door, and came out pretending to be in pain: "My stomach hurts a little, probably from eating something bad."

"Is it serious? Should we see a doctor?"

"It's not too serious, it'll be fine in a while, I feel much better than before."

"You scared me! You were yelling 'ouch!' in the bathroom, it must have hurt a lot, right?"

"Okay, it's fine now, go take a shower, let's get some rest."

While Ding Ping was showering, Yu Yan was still trying to quell her lingering desire, but this time she desperately suppressed the scream that was about to burst out, humming softly until another climax came.

Ding Ping finished showering quickly, and when he came out, seeing Yu Yan still humming softly, he asked, "Do you want me to rub it for you? When I was little, my aunt would rub my stomach a few times and it would be fine."

"No need, you should rest," Yu Yan said.

"Really, you can try," Ding Ping insisted.

Unable to argue with him, Yu Yan said, "Fine, you try it. When I say stop, you have to stop."

"Okay, but I learned it from my aunt. It's very effective. You can try it; it'll definitely work."

With that, Ding Ping had Yu Yan lie flat. He placed his hand on her lower abdomen, between her thighs and navel, and gently massaged her in circular motions.

The moment his hand touched her lower abdomen, a wave of heat emanated from it, and she shuddered. Her already weak defenses crumbled instantly, and a surge of heat coursed through her body. She involuntarily let out a long cry: "Ah…!"

This was uncontrollable. After the cry, a wave of panic washed over her: "Oh no, what do I do now? This is so embarrassing, especially in front of a junior. How could I lose control?"

"How is it? Feeling better?" Ding Ping asked after she let out a long cry. "When my aunt does this to me, I also cry out at first, and then the pain lessens a lot, and I feel better."

"Really?" Yu Yan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Ding Ping's words, but she was also a little puzzled. How could her stomachache feel the same as hers?

"Yes, that's why I asked you to try it," Ding Ping said. "Sometimes when my aunt has a stomachache, she asks me to do this to her, and after a while, just like you did, she cries out, and then it slowly gets better."

Yu Yan's heart stirred, a vague image flashed in her mind, but she didn't know what it was.

So she said, "Do it to me the way you did it to your aunt. It worked quite well at first, and I felt much better." "

Okay!" Ding Ping agreed, increasing the pressure of his hands and expanding the area of his kneading, from her breasts to her private parts, and even kneading her inner thighs.

This was even more intense for Yu Yan. Under Ding Ping's caresses, she forgot everything and became completely absorbed in the moment. When his hand reached her genitals, she kept shouting, "Use more force, harder, like this!"

After about ten minutes, she grabbed Ding Ping's hand and pressed it hard against her genitals, yelling, "Ah...it's done! It feels so good!"

Ding Ping stopped moving and looked at her open eyes, saying, "Aunt Yu, your stomach doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

"Yes, it really doesn't hurt anymore after you did that. But how do you know it doesn't hurt anymore?" Yu Yan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"When my aunt had stomach pains before and asked me to do it for her, it was the same as you. In the end, she would press my hand on her body, shout, and then it would be fine."

"Oh?" Yu Yan understood; her older sister used this method to satisfy her desires.

"What about me? Should I do the same?" Yu Yan thought. "Once or twice is fine, but I can't stand it for long. This feels like scratching an itch through a boot; it doesn't solve the problem. Should I really do it? Ding Ping is still a child. What should I do?"

Yu Yan was caught in a painful dilemma.

Chapter Four: Returning Home Early .

The first day in Sanya passed just like that.

The next day, Yu Yan arranged for them to go to Tianya Haijiao (End of the Earth). There, Ding Ping had a great time, making friends with other teenagers who were also traveling there.

Their parents asked Yu Yan, "Your little brother is so cute. Is it just the two of you?"

"Oh, yes, our parents don't live with us because of work, so I have to take care of him."

Yu Yan didn't correct them but went along with what they said.

"He's so lucky to have such a good and beautiful older sister like you. You're also very capable; taking care of a child is not easy."

So Yu Yan felt very proud inside, although some of it wasn't true, but it was an undeniable fact that Ding Ping was now with her and being taken care of by her.

In the afternoon, they went to Nanshan for a stroll. After returning to the hotel, it was already late. After dinner, they went back to their room to rest.

Yu Yan had originally planned to go for a walk with him to see the night view of Sanya, but Ding Ping was really tired from playing all day and didn't want to go out. Yu Yan didn't want to walk alone, so they ended up coming back together.

After showering, Ding Ping fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, while Yu Yan couldn't fall asleep no matter what she tried. She envied Ding Ping's youth and innocence.

While she was watching TV out of boredom, Ding Ping turned over and threw the blanket aside, probably because he was a little hot.

Yu Yan looked at Ding Ping in his sleep, her eyes naturally falling on his lower body. Although he wasn't erect, his outline was still very alluring.

After watching for a while, Yu Yan's desire arose again. She pinched herself hard, but it didn't work at all. Helpless, she had to run to the bathroom and relieve herself. This time, she was careful to suppress her moans and came out after releasing her pent-up desire.

Lying in bed, she still felt empty inside. After all, self-pleasure couldn't truly solve the problem, and it couldn't compare to Ding Ping's technique yesterday. Although his hand hadn't actually touched her lower body yesterday, the effect was very good.

"I need to think of a way. This can't go on like this, or something bad will happen," Yu Yan thought. "If

this really doesn't work, I'll just go back. Once we're home, we won't be sleeping in the same room, and once we're focused on work, we won't have much time to think about this." "That's what I'll do!" After making up her mind, Yu Yan slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, Yu Yan woke up before Ding Ping. Opening her eyes, she instinctively looked at Ding Ping and her eyes fell on his genitals: Good heavens, his thing was out again. This might be a natural reaction, right? She knew that men were prone to morning erections.

Even from this distance, she could feel his heat. Several times she thought of going to his side and grabbing him, but in the end, she held back.

"Anyway, it's just for today. It'll be fine after we get back this afternoon. I have to endure it until the morning," Yu Yan thought to herself.

She got up and went to the bathroom, splashing her face with cold water. Whether it helped or not, it would at least clear her head. What she couldn't understand was why, after seeing Ding Ping's lower body the day before yesterday, the fire in her heart couldn't be extinguished, and the resulting orgasm was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. Even with her boyfriend, she'd never felt this way, and besides, she and Ding Ping hadn't actually had any physical contact.

She suddenly wondered: what would it feel like to actually do it with him?

Then she scolded herself: why was she thinking about this?

After washing her face, she didn't dare stay in her room, so she went to the lobby and sat down to rest.

But Yu Yan didn't know that while she was sitting there doing nothing, she was causing trouble for some men. Every man who passed by her couldn't take his eyes off her, his lower body involuntarily becoming erect, and he would quickly return to his room to relieve his lust.

Because she had only worn casual clothes that morning, and was so agitated by Ding Ping, she had forgotten to wear a bra. With her large breasts and exceptionally beautiful face, wasn't this just asking for trouble?

After sitting for about half an hour, she figured Ding Ping should be awake by now, so she got up and went back to her room. The moment she stood up, many men who had been secretly watching nearby felt a jolt of fear. As she stood, her two large, unrestrained breasts jiggled beneath her loose casual clothes, bouncing with her every step. Even a woman couldn't resist such temptation, let alone a man. The scene was indescribable.

Once inside the room, Ding Ping was indeed up, washing up in the bathroom.

After Ding Ping finished everything, Yu Yan said, "Ding Ping, I have a request. From now on, you can call me 'sister.' Always calling me 'aunt' makes me feel old."

"Okay, I've always thought you're so young and beautiful, you look most like my sister, but my aunt told me to call you 'aunt,' and you didn't object, so I've been calling you that. Now that you've said it, I'll call you 'sister' from now on."

"Just call me that, don't make up so many excuses," Yu Yan said coquettishly. "Also, we're going back today. My workplace called, saying there's an emergency."

"In that case, let's go back. It's too hot here anyway, and besides the Great Overseas, there's really nothing else to miss." "

I've booked the tickets, they're for 8 pm. We can still play all day today. Where do you want to go?"

"We've already been to all the places we wanted to go. I'll stay in the hotel today, I'm not going anywhere else. But if you want to go out, I'll go with you."

"Oh my god, staying in the hotel all day is too dangerous," Yu Yan thought to herself.

She dared not spend the whole day in the hotel with Ding Ping: "Since we're already here, let's go out for a walk. If we really have nowhere to go, you can come shopping with me."

Although Ding Ping didn't like shopping, he agreed for Yu Yan's sake. Seeing that Ding Ping's agreement was somewhat reluctant, Yu Yan initially didn't want to go out, but remembering his attraction to her, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself, so she dragged Ding Ping out.

Walking on the street, people could tell they were siblings just by looking at them—the boy was about 1.6 or 1.7 meters tall and handsome, and the girl was over 1.6 meters tall and beautiful. If their ages were closer or reversed, people would assume they were lovers.

Yu Yan didn't care much about how others saw her; she was used to it. What made her proud was seeing other women looking at Ding Ping with a feminine, lustful gaze: how handsome my brother was! Even though Ding Ping wasn't her brother.

Yu Yan shopped tirelessly, moving from one mall to the next, practically never stopping. After lunch at a restaurant, she wanted to go back to the mall. Ding Ping couldn't help but ask, "Are you planning to shop at all the malls in Sanya?"

"I don't have anything else to do anyway. There are only a few tourist attractions, and I've seen them all. Shopping is nice, much more comfortable than being outside in the scorching sun."

Actually, Yu Yan wanted to go back to the hotel to rest,

but she was afraid to face Ding Ping in that environment. Only outside could she find peace.

But could she face Ding Ping calmly at home? She didn't think about that. She just needed to get through this. As for what would happen after she got home, she could worry about that later.

Chapter Five: First Glimpse of Talent

A little after 11 p.m., after a two-hour flight and a forty-minute taxi ride, Yu Yan and Ding Ping finally arrived home.

As soon as she got home, Yu Yan relaxed completely: "The old saying is true: there's no place like home. It feels so good to be home!"

"Aunt Yu, I didn't expect you to have so many feelings after only three days away."

"I told you to call me 'sister,' have you forgotten?" Yu Yan said, "Home is best, but going out is difficult. You're still young, you can't understand that."

"You talk as if you're seventy or eighty years old, you're only in your twenties!" Ding Ping retorted, "I'm a little hungry, how about we wash up and go out to get something to eat?"

"Isn't it bad to eat at night?" Yu Yan hesitated, "Eating before bed makes you fat."

“Why have so many worries in life? If this isn’t allowed and that isn’t allowed, what’s the fun in living?” Ding Ping said. “If you listen to others, you might as well not live. I think anything is fine as long as it’s not excessive.”

Yu Yan sighed after hearing this, “You say I’m not old? I can’t keep up with you young people’s views in many ways. Fine, I’ll listen to you this time and go out and have some fun.”

This time, the two of them ate for more than two hours. It was indeed Yu Yan’s first time out, and she was infected by the atmosphere of the food stalls, so she ate her fill.

When they came back, Ding Ping asked her how it was, and she said, “It was really good. I think I should listen to your opinions more often in the future.”

“As long as you’re happy, and don’t say I’m harming you, that’s fine,” Ding Ping said.

The next day, the 4th, in the afternoon, Ding Ping said to Yu Yan, "Sister Yan, I'm going to the school to take a look."

Yu Yan asked, "Is there something going on at the school?"

Ding Ping replied, "I don't have much to do at home. Before the holiday, my advisor told me that the school has given us a research project, and I want to go and see."

"You've only been in school for a few days? And you already want to do research?" Yu Yan said, "You should stay home. If you really have nothing to do, just read some books or something."

"Whether I can do research or not doesn't matter. I just want to see what kind of project it is and learn about it." Ding Ping said, "Before the holiday, my advisor, Professor Liu, also nominated me to participate in the research."

Seeing Ding Ping's insistence, Yu Yan didn't say anything more: "Go ahead, but come back early tonight."

Ding Ping agreed and left.

"I really can't do anything with you, you can't stay still for a moment," Yu Yan muttered to herself, watching Ding Ping's departing figure. A little while later, she also went to her own workplace.

Yu Yan was unaware that Ding Ping's unintentional decision would propel him to the pinnacle of China's IT profession, making him a secret strategic talent in China's computer science field—but that's a story for later.

Ding Ping went directly to his mentor Liu Xinhua's research office. There were already six people there, all top students and leading figures in the field, none of whom were on holiday.

Liu Xinhua nodded to Ding Ping as he entered, gesturing for him to sit down, and continued her lecture.

Liu Xinhua, in her forties, wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but rather the kind of beauty that grows on you. She was admitted to Harvard University at sixteen to study computer science, earning her doctorate at twenty-two, and had already gained some recognition in the global IT industry. At twenty-six, she declined offers from several American companies to return to teach at Northern University in China.

She is now a leading authority in computer science at Northern University, and the university's leading position in computer technology nationwide is largely due to Liu Xinhua's presence.

Her achievements, such as "On the Architecture of Supercomputers" and "Absolute Firewall Technology," won the National Science and Technology Progress Award, but were not publicly disclosed; their theories were entirely applied to national defense.

This time, the Ministry of National Defense commissioned Northern University to develop a network attack and defense system, and the university naturally assigned the task to Liu Xinhua.

The Ministry of National Defense's requirements were: to secretly establish a network warfare preparedness force for the security of key national networks, and Northern University was required to construct a network attack and defense system capable of both offense and defense, with a basic framework to be developed within three years.

This was an extremely challenging task, practically impossible given China's current IT technology. However, the Ministry of National Defense had high hopes for it, knowing Northern University's strength in this area.

After receiving the project, Liu Xinhua felt immense pressure, but she didn't back down. She requested seven people from the university: three doctoral students, three graduate students, and Ding Ping.

Her requirement for Ding Ping was that he come and visit whenever he had time; he didn't necessarily have to participate in the research. Her purpose in having Ding Ping participate was to allow him to learn.

University leaders were somewhat puzzled by her decision to include Ding Ping, a newly enrolled student. She explained: "Although this student is new, his thinking is very active, somewhat imaginative, and he's a genius, very suitable for IT technology research. Furthermore, having him participate in this research project is also a process of nurturing and learning for him."

Half an hour later, after explaining the project requirements and challenges, Liu Xinhua said to them, "I've now covered the entire situation and background of this project. Next, you should do some broad thinking, without any limitations, and find a development approach."

Then he said to Ding Ping, "Ding Ping, take these materials. Everything I've explained over the past few days is here. Familiarize yourself with them first."

Ding Ping took them and looked at them carefully, while the others studied them diligently.

An hour later, Ding Ping had finished reading all the materials, gaining a comprehensive understanding of the situation and reflecting on the following:

1. The challenge of this project lies in its architecture, specifically how to combine the hardware and software of the relevant subsystems into an organic system. This organizational structure must be open, allowing for expansion of the protection scope as needed and the inclusion of new entrants.

2. This system must be intelligent to meet the requirements of the Ministry of National Defense.

3. There needs to be a control center to connect the various subsystems into a larger system, enabling bidirectional and multidirectional communication between the subsystems.

To use an analogy: this system is like a formation in Chinese martial arts. An individual's strength is limited, but when combined into a formation, its power multiplies.

Ding Ping drew a circle; he wanted to make this system a sphere, with the center as the control center, and each subsystem could be any point within this sphere.

Just as Ding Ping was concentrating on his next thought, Liu Xinhua approached.

"Ding Ping, it's late now, come back tomorrow."

Ding Ping looked around; everyone else had already left. "Teacher Liu, I'm sorry to have taken up your time. I have an idea; please take a look and see if it's correct."

Then Ding Ping explained his thinking, focusing on how to construct the center of this sphere, through which the various systems would no longer interact unidirectionally but bidirectionally or multidirectionally. After

listening to Ding Ping's idea, Liu Xinhua suddenly understood: if multidirectional interaction could be achieved, any external force attacking a single point would, under the control of this center, cause the entire sphere's power to counterattack. How powerful would that power be? It would be a defensive strategy, a counter-attack.

"Great!" Liu Xinhua exclaimed, "This project is a success! Starting tomorrow, you'll focus on building the entire system. Don't worry about the technical support; let others handle that."

She continued excitedly, "This shortens our research time by two-thirds. The system will be built in just one year. You'll be my doctoral student from now on."

Liu Xinhua's words solidified Ding Ping's position; Ding Ping, with his unique talent, stood on the shoulders of giants.

Chapter Six: Yu Yan's Love

. Ding Ping returned to Yu Yan's home at 7:30 PM. Surprisingly, Yu Yan hadn't eaten and was still waiting for him.

"Sister Yan, why haven't you eaten yet? What are you waiting for me for?"

"I have some very good news to share with you," Yu Yan said excitedly.

"What good news?" Ding Ping asked. It couldn't be his business; she wouldn't be that resourceful. If it was her business... It could only be because her program won a major award: "Is it because your program won a major award?"

"It's even bigger than winning a major award." Yu Yan replied, "After the program you produced for me aired, it received a great response from the public. The national television station took it for a test broadcast, and it was very successful. At the same time, after our station aired an episode of the seven programs during the Golden Week holiday, 'Holiday Fun,' it was very popular with children. Several other television stations also bought the broadcasting rights. In addition to rewarding me, the station is also going to promote me to the director of the children's department, a full-fledged division chief. This breaks our station's record of not having a division chief under the age of 35."

"Congratulations!" While congratulating her, Ding Ping couldn't help but share his own story: "I also have good news. I've become a doctoral student."

Although excited, Yu Yan was somewhat skeptical of Ding Ping's words: "A doctoral student? You? You're still a thirteen-year-old child, and you've only been enrolled for a little over a month, and you've already become a doctor?"

"No one would believe it if I told them." Ding Ping also felt it was a bit unbelievable, but it was the truth.

So, Ding Ping recounted what had happened that day, omitting details like the Ministry of National Defense's requirements that couldn't be made public. He only mentioned that he and his advisor had successfully tackled a world-class research project, and that his advisor had exceptionally accepted him as her doctoral student.

"Today is a double celebration! I've prepared the food and drinks. Originally, I was planning to celebrate just for myself, but now we're celebrating together!"

With that, Yu Yan pulled Ding Ping to the restaurant. "You're still thirteen and can't drink. I've never drunk alcohol either. Today, we'll make an exception and drink red wine. To borrow Gongsun Long's theory: red wine isn't alcohol."

They both enjoyed the meal immensely. One was about to be promoted, and the other had skipped several levels, going from a freshman to a doctoral student.

These were both major life events, which made them relax and, despite having no tolerance for alcohol, drink two bottles of dry red wine.

After finishing the wine, they were still somewhat sober and managed to take a shower, but neither of them knew how they fell asleep.

Before dawn, perhaps around four or five o'clock, Yu Yan woke up thirsty.

She opened her eyes, and a bright light stung them. It turned out the lights hadn't been turned off all night. She closed her eyes to adjust, and as her mind cleared, she realized she was drunk.

Where is Ding Ping? The thought had barely crossed her mind when she sensed something was wrong. She opened her eyes wide, and sure enough, Ding Ping was sleeping in her arms, both of them completely naked. She was holding him, and he was holding her tightly in return.

"What should I do? Wake him up? No, if he wakes up and sees me like this, he'll be mortified! I'd better sneak away," Yu Yan thought.

She tried to gently remove Ding Ping's hands, but she couldn't. Ding Ping not only wouldn't let go, but he held her even tighter, burying his head in her chest, his face pressed against her large breasts.

At the same time, Ding Ping's enormous penis was now pressed against her naked body, hard against her lower abdomen, making her feel its hardness and heat. With each effort she made to remove Ding Ping's hands, his penis throbbed against her lower abdomen, stimulating every sensitive nerve. One of his legs was also inserted between her legs, pressing firmly against her thigh, challenging the limits of her desire, and a trickle of fluid moistened her lower body.

She stopped making futile movements and lay quietly for a while, enduring the dual torment of reason and desire.

Suddenly, she remembered what Ding Ping had said to her last night: "Why have so many concerns in life? If this isn't allowed and that isn't allowed, what's the fun in living? If you listen to others, you might as well not live. I think anything is fine as long as it's not excessive."

Yu Yan suddenly understood: Yes, why have so many concerns? If you can't do anything freely, isn't it just as Ding Ping said—what's the fun in that?

Having figured this out, her mood instantly lightened, and she let go of all her burdens.

She reached out her right hand and carefully stroked Ding Ping's body, from his face to his entire body, not missing any part of his body, to feel Ding Ping's sun-kissed cheeks, to feel Ding Ping's youthful skin, and even more so, to feel his masculine vigor and explosive tension.

So she reached out and grabbed Ding Ping's penis, finally holding it firmly in her hand: she felt its immense size, throbbing in her hand with each beat of his heart. The harder she gripped, the harder it became, and the heat was like a red-hot iron bar, scorching her palm and burning from there to her heart, to her very bones, setting her ablaze.

She released Ding Ping's penis, lifted him onto herself, spread her legs, and let his manhood enter her already soaking wet ground. She pressed his body against her, pushing him deeper inside.

Ding Ping's immense size finally filled her emptiness, giving her unprecedented pressure. This pressure also brought her immense satisfaction, and an intense pleasure and comfort that spread from her brain throughout her body. This pleasure and comfort caused her to involuntarily let out a long moan, a moan that would move even the gods and demons, completely erasing Yu Yan's unease, restlessness, and distress of the past few days.

Yu Yan remained in this up-and-down position, motionless, focusing her mind and spirit, and finally, unintentionally, experiencing a surge of boundless love within her. She felt that what she was holding was the love god that had been hidden deep within her for so long, the one she had been searching for, bringing her a joy she had never known since birth.

She knew that she could never leave this little boy who had entered her body.

She finally understood that what she possessed for Ding Ping was love, the truest love, and not merely lust. It was at this moment that she understood why she couldn't control herself in front of Ding Ping; she also understood why, since Ding Ping came to her house, the image of her boyfriend had become increasingly blurred in her mind, until now it had disappeared from her heart.

With a happy, sweet smile, she embraced Ding Ping and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter Seven: Ding Ping's Passion After Waking Up

Around nine o'clock in the morning, Ding Ping finally woke up. In a daze, he opened his eyes, startled, and then felt a sense of panic: "What's wrong with me? How did I end up sleeping naked with Sister Yan? And holding Sister Yan in my arms?"

He tried to turn over gently, but discovered an even bigger problem: his penis was pressed tightly against Sister Yan's vagina, entering into a fiery embrace, surrounded by this heat.

He was completely stunned. Although he was only thirteen and didn't understand much about matters between men and women, he still knew the basics: "What...what...what happened? How could this happen to me?"

He tried desperately to figure out what had happened, and finally he remembered celebrating with Sister Yan last night, and how they had drunk a lot of alcohol together. After that, he couldn't remember anything else.

"I must have been drunk, and when Sister Yan was also drunk, I did this to her. What should I do now? How can I face her?"

At this moment, his penis softened from its hardness, but it was still inside Yu Yan's body. Ding Ping tried to withdraw, but Yu Yan's arms were tightly wrapped around his buttocks, and he couldn't move at all. He wanted to use force, but he was afraid of waking Yu Yan up.

Actually, Yu Yan had woken up before Ding Ping did. She was very attached to this feeling and didn't want to part so soon. When she sensed that Ding Ping was awake, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She was still somewhat shy about what she was doing. Last night, fueled by alcohol, she had taken the initiative to have sex with Ding Ping while he was still asleep. After waking up this morning, she was still a little hesitant to face him. Also, she wanted to know Ding Ping's reaction if he saw what had happened between them.

She sensed everything Ding Ping did. She felt the changes within her, his desire to withdraw, his attempt to break free from her embrace, his fear and unease…

She understood that Ding Ping felt he had done something wrong to her. Suddenly, she found a way out, a way to save face, even if it was unfair to Ding Ping: “Who told you to make me suffer for so many days? Consider this a small punishment. I’ll tell you the truth later.”

As Ding Ping tried to break free again, Yu Yan pretended to be awakened by his movements, opened her eyes, glanced at Ding Ping, and deliberately feigned confusion: “Ding Ping, what are you doing here?”

Then, she suddenly saw that they were both naked and embracing, and that Ding Ping’s penis was inside her. Her expression changed, and she grabbed Ding Ping’s hand, saying, “What are you doing? How could you do this? What am I supposed to do now?”

After saying this, she pretended to be shy, covering her face with her hands, but secretly peeking at Ding Ping’s expression through her fingers.

Ding Ping's face flushed red, looking completely bewildered. Her heart suddenly softened; she realized she hadn't gone too far with her joke.

She removed her hand, looked at Ding Ping, and asked, "Ping-di, let me ask you something: do you love your sister?"

"Yes! Of course I love you!" Ding Ping answered immediately without hesitation.

"How do you show your love?" Yu Yan asked again.

"I don't know, I just know that being with you makes me very happy. When I don't see you, I always think of you. If I come back from school and don't see you, it feels like something's missing."

Yu Yan hadn't known Ding Ping had such feelings for her. Hearing his words, she felt a warm glow in her heart. She reached out and hugged Ding Ping, saying, "If you love your sister, it's normal to do this to her. If you don't do this to her, it means you don't love her."

"Really? You don't blame me?" Ding Ping asked.

"You love your sister, how could I blame you? I love my little brother too." With that, she kissed Ding Ping's lips tenderly.

After hearing Yu Yan's words, Ding Ping's unease subsided. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Yan's kiss landed on his lips. Her kiss was gentle and captivating; Ding Ping was soon lost in it, unconsciously extending his tongue to respond to Yu Yan's passion.

When Yu Yan's hand grasped Ding Ping's penis, he was already erect and proudly aroused.

Yu Yan grabbed Ding Ping's hand again, guiding it across her body, from her full breasts to her alluring feminine realm…

Hearing Ding Ping's rapid breathing, Yu Yan knew he was ready, so she lay down, lifting him onto her. One hand guided his member into her opening, while the other held his buttocks, pressing down hard, shouting, "Hurry up!"

Ding Ping responded and thrust in. This time, Ding Ping's initiative was incomparable to Yu Yan's actions alone the night before. Yu Yan felt a fiery dragon slide into her body, truly entering the depths of her heart. In Ding Ping's thrusts, his heat and her passion collided intensely, sparks of passion coursing through her body, filling her entire nervous system, surging continuously, making her float into the sky, higher and higher… Finally, with a long, earth-shattering moan, she entered paradise…

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Yan slowly woke up. Ding Ping lay on top of her, staring at her without moving.

"Sister Yan, are you alright?"

Seeing his concerned expression, Yu Yan chuckled, "Silly! What could possibly be wrong with me? We love each other, so we'll be happy, and that's how it is."

Seeing her happy, joyful smile, Ding Ping seemed to understand.

Just then, Yu Yan's phone rang. She picked it up and answered, "Hello! Is this Yu Yan? This is Liu Xinhua."

"It's Professor Liu. Is there something you need?"

"I'm looking for Ding Ping. He only has your contact information. Sorry to bother you."

"It's alright, he's here. Should I let him answer the phone?"

"No, just tell him to come here quickly."

"Okay, Professor Liu, goodbye!"

Ding Ping, who had heard everything clearly, hurriedly said, "Oh no, Professor Liu assigned me a task for today, I forgot about it."

He then got off Yu Yan, accidentally ejaculating.

Yu Yan's face changed, "I forgot to take my morning-after pill."

She then got up to get the morning-after pill.

Ding Ping was somewhat confused about her situation. Seeing that Yu Yan didn't explain, he didn't ask. He quickly finished washing up, said goodbye to Yu Yan, and told her to rest well, promising to return as soon as he was done.

Chapter Eight: Ding Ping's Special Exception

When he arrived at Liu Xinhua's research office, it was already 10:30. Everyone else was busy. Ding Ping said to Liu Xinhua apologetically, "Director Liu, I..."

Liu Xinhua interrupted him, "Just be more careful when you have assignments in the future. You'll come with me to see the principal later." "

See the principal?" Ding Ping was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I reported your situation to him this morning and offered my opinion. He said the matter was too special and might arouse suspicion, so he wanted to meet you with other members of the school's leadership team before deciding whether my suggestion was feasible." Liu Xinhua explained the whole story in one breath.

"Director Liu, I appreciate your kindness. If it's too difficult, please don't make an exception for me. I can proceed through the normal channels," Ding Ping said.

"Don't think like that. My purpose in doing this isn't to take care of you, but because I don't want to bury your genius. If we went through the normal channels, how long would that take? What a loss that would be for you and for the country!" Liu Xinhua said sternly.

Ding Ping had never seen her so angry before, and knew he had really upset her. "Professor Liu, I know I was wrong. I will definitely let the principal and those leaders know my abilities, and I will also let them know that you were right."

"That's my good student." After saying that, Liu Xinhua led him towards the principal's conference room.

In the principal's office, there were more than twenty people, including members of the school leadership and some of the school's authorities and experts. This lineup was clearly unexpected for Liu Xinhua. As she and Ding Ping sat down, she couldn't help but worry for Ding Ping: Had he ever seen such a lineup before? Would he be nervous?

Liu Xinhua first introduced the progress of the national defense network system, the breakthroughs in its research and development, and Ding Ping's spherical theory.

Her speech was concise and to the point, and she finished in just over twenty minutes.

For a moment, a murmur of whispers filled the conference room. After a few minutes, the noise subsided, and the principal, on behalf of everyone, asked Ding Ping a question.

Ding Ping explained how he came up with this concept, its basis, and its foundation, demonstrating the strong technological support for this concept in light of the current development prospects of IT technology.

He concluded, "Of course, the sphere theory requires strong technological support, which our country cannot currently achieve. But what about in six months or a year? Having such a concept will inspire research institutions, enterprises, and other organizations to strive towards it, engaging in a technological competition that will accelerate the development of our IT industry." After his

half-hour speech, Ding Ping received enthusiastic applause that lasted for several minutes. Finally, the principal announced, "After deliberation by the expanded meeting of the principal, it has been decided to exceptionally admit Ding Ping as a doctoral student, with Liu Xinhua as his doctoral supervisor."

Upon hearing the principal's announcement, Liu Xinhua excitedly embraced Ding Ping, and then led Ding Ping to shake hands and express gratitude to each of the leaders and experts present.

It was almost midnight when they came out. Ding Ping had passed his doctoral review, and Liu Xinhua was even happier than Ding Ping himself. Liu Xinhua said to Ding Ping, "Come to my house today to celebrate."

Ding Ping felt a little embarrassed: "Professor Liu, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be a doctor now. It's all thanks to you. Let me treat you!"

"Don't be so polite. Besides, you're just a freshman, how can you afford to treat us? Come to my house, just the two of us, we can cook and celebrate together. This is your happy occasion, and it's mine too."

Ding Ping didn't know what else to say, so he called Yu Yan to let her know.

When he arrived at Liu Xinhua's house, Ding Ping was surprised again: he hadn't expected her to live in a villa, and there was only a hired housekeeper in her twenties and the two of them. Ding Ping

wanted to help cook, but Liu Xinhua chased him out: "You're a guest today, you don't need to do anything. Go to the side."

Ding Ping had no choice but to leave the kitchen, but after wandering around for a while, he still had nothing to do. He turned on the TV, watched for a few minutes, found the programs boring, and turned it off.

Liu Xinhua, who was cooking with the nanny in the kitchen, noticed Ding Ping's movements. Seeing him turn off the TV, she said, "If you're really bored, go up to the third floor; there's a computer there."

Ding Ping cheered and jumped up to the third floor.

Liu Xinhua remarked, "What a kid."

Reaching the third floor, Ding Ping opened a room and gasped: several huge iron cabinets occupied two-thirds of the thirty-square-meter room, connected by a cable to a mainframe on an office desk with a monitor. "

Isn't this a small supercomputer?" Ding Ping thought to himself.

He went over, turned on the mainframe, and tested its performance. In Ding Ping's estimation, if this machine were made public, it should rank among the top five supercomputers in China.

Ding Ping examined the entire machine again and concluded that if the motherboard, architecture, blade servers, blade chassis system, and network switching system were included, it would be the most technologically advanced computer in China at present.

Now he had a new understanding of Liu Xinhua. Being able to learn from such a master was truly Ding Ping's good fortune, and he couldn't waste such a precious opportunity.

It was time for dinner. At the table, Ding Ping asked, "Director Liu, where is the rest of your family?"

“They’re all abroad. My husband teaches in England, and my daughter is studying in the US, so I’m all alone at home,” Liu Xinhua replied. “This is Liu Xiaojuan, from my family, my niece, so we’re practically family.”

Liu Xiaojuan smiled at Ding Ping, and he returned the smile. They greeted each other and became acquainted.

Liu Xinhua was very talkative at the dinner table; she was genuinely happy for Ding Ping, which touched him deeply. She and Liu Xiaojuan each drank two glasses of red wine, but Ding Ping wasn’t allowed to drink, saying he was too young and under eighteen to drink.

She told Ding Ping that she had spoken with the principal and that his coursework would be significantly reduced; he would no longer attend any theoretical classes and would only study his major courses. Aside from classes, he would come directly to her home to conduct the core research on the project, and a separate research group would be formed to address peripheral technical issues. This was to prevent them from being distracted by external factors until the project was completed.

"Director Liu, thank you so much. This has caused you a lot of trouble. How can I ever repay your kindness?"

"Why say such things? If it weren't for you, how could I have made this breakthrough? At our level, it's incredibly difficult to advance even an inch, but you've helped us take a giant leap. We can't do anything too much now. From now on, just study hard and achieve results; that will be the best way to repay me."

Chapter Nine: The Woman's Madness

After finishing his meal, Ding Ping got up to leave.

Liu Xinhua said to him, "There are still two days of holiday left in October. Take a good rest at home for two days."

"Okay, I'll come again on the 8th," Ding Ping replied. "If anything happens, just send someone to find me."

On his way home, Ding Ping thought about what he and Yu Yan had done that morning, thinking to himself: So that's what it feels like for men and women to do that kind of thing.

After changing buses twice, Ding Ping arrived home.

As soon as he entered, Yu Yan, who wasn't wearing an overcoat, hugged him and gave him a long kiss, quickly arousing Ding Ping's desire.

Yu Yan released him: "Why are you back so late?"

"Late? I came back right after dinner, it took me over an hour to get here. It's only a little past two."

"You must be very tired, rest for a while," Yu Yan said.

Ding Ping was still embracing her, casually asking, "Where should I sleep?"

Yu Yan punched him lightly: "What do you think? You're asking me on purpose."

Ding Ping knew what she meant, and at the same time, he also wanted to have sex with her again. He hadn't fully enjoyed the first time that morning.

"Then I'll go to your bed, sister." Saying this, Ding Ping embraced her and walked towards the bedroom, his hands starting to wander over her body.

Perhaps Ding Ping was Yu Yan's nemesis; she was too sensitive to him. The moment his hands touched her, her face flushed, her heart fluttered, she became breathless, and she became incredibly wet.

Between men and women, once the first time happens, the relationship undergoes a complete 180-degree turn. Ding Ping and Yu Yan were no exception, especially Yu Yan, who had long been infatuated with Ding Ping. However, a societal obstacle had always stood in her way. Today, with that obstacle broken, she experienced a qualitative leap, her mood becoming incredibly joyful—a feeling she had never experienced before.

They went straight to the bed. Through Yu Yan's guidance, Ding Ping transformed from a naive young boy into a mature man, naturally exercising his masculine power.

Once on the bed, Yu Yan removed all of Ding Ping's clothes and grasped his penis, manipulating it.

Ding Ping's hand reached to Yu Yan's already wet and aroused area. His still somewhat clumsy caresses made her unable to hold back her laughter, and amidst soft moans, she pulled Ding Ping towards her.

Having learned from their first experience that morning, Ding Ping was unhurried this time. He guided his penis to her fragrant entrance, gently thrusting in until it reached the depths of her flower. His strength gave Yu Yan a good start.

After Yu Yan leisurely surveyed her paradise, Ding Ping, urging and cheering her on, displayed his masculine prowess, brandishing his spear and charging across the battlefield with unstoppable force, until Yu Yan was utterly defeated, losing her armor and surrendering.

While Ding Ping roamed the battlefield, Yu Yan actively cooperated from below, occasionally thrusting herself forward to counterattack, accompanied by her uniquely melodious voice, creating a harmonious symphony to accompany Ding Ping's powerful battle drumming, until both were exhausted…

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Yan awoke from her unconsciousness, only to find Ding Ping asleep beside her. She glanced at her watch and was startled; it was already 6:30 PM. A full four hours had passed since she and Ding Ping began their encounter until she awoke.

She didn't wake Ding Ping, carefully reliving what had just happened. Ding Ping was too amazing; it was only the second time they'd done this, yet he'd already brought her to countless peaks. She only remembered that after reaching one climax, just as she relaxed, he'd led her involuntarily to climb another peak. She felt incredibly exhilarated, as if she were in heaven, and didn't want to come back. So she completely let go, frantically following Ding Ping to one peak after another, until she lost consciousness…

As she thought about it, her feelings returned. The wet sheets were still damp, and she felt her fluids flowing out again. She couldn't help but ask herself: Was I too lewd?

The damp, cool sheets made her very uncomfortable, so she lifted her buttocks, trying to move to a drier spot on the sheets, but felt a sharp pain. She was startled: What's wrong?

She reached down and felt that her private parts were somewhat swollen. She struggled to sit up and looked down, and sure enough: her private parts were red and swollen.

Yu Yan shook her head: She couldn't believe that Ding Ping, a mere thirteen-year-old boy, would be so reckless, even injuring himself.

Yu Yan was bewildered: How could this be? She wasn't an inexperienced girl, but a woman with several years of sexual experience. How could she be so easily manipulated by a mere boy? When she first met her boyfriend, he did it to her six times in one night, from dusk till four in the morning, and she wasn't like this!

She tried to get out of bed, but as soon as she lifted her leg, pain shot through her. Yu Yan thought to herself: I've really been hurt by Ding Ping. How can he be so strong? Given time, what woman could withstand that?

Then she thought: How could a man like Ding Ping only have one woman? Only several women together could handle him.

But she persevered and slowly got out of bed, heading towards the bathroom. After a while, the pain gradually subsided.

After showering, since all the curtains in the room were drawn tightly and the temperature wasn't low, she simply sat naked on the sofa in the bedroom, watching Ding Ping, who was still asleep.

Thirteen-year-old Ding Ping, though possessing a large penis, had not a single black hair. At this moment, his penis had softened and lay on his thigh, possessing a unique allure. Yu Yan's inner turmoil stirred again. She dared not sit in the bedroom any longer and went to the living room to watch TV. 03-15
Chapter Ten: The Human Body (Part One)

Yu Yan watched a comedy for a while in the living room, calming down. She checked her watch; it was past seven. She went to the kitchen and began cooking.

Just as she was concentrating on stir-frying the vegetables, Ding Ping came in, wrapped his arms around her waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and kissed her earlobe. She turned her head and returned the kiss.

"Ding Ping, go sit for a while. Let's eat together after I've finished cooking. I can't cook with you here."

"I'll help you cook."

"Get out of the way. Your hands are always so restless. Helping me cook only makes things worse. Just stay in the living room." Yu Yan shooed Ding Ping, who was also naked, out of the kitchen. Otherwise, she really couldn't cook.

Ding Ping rubbed her breasts for a while, making her breasts stand up, and then he played around with her genitals, making her wetness flow down her thighs. Finally, Yu Yan couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy when she was about to lose control: "Please stop. After I finish cooking, you can do whatever you want, right?"

"You said it? You have to listen to me then."

Yu Yan nodded hurriedly, and Ding Ping left the kitchen.

After Ding Ping left, Yu Yan calmed down and quickly cooked a few dishes. After they were done, she ate with Ding Ping.

Because they had been so active in the afternoon, they were both a little hungry and ate relatively quickly.

"Ding Ping, I saw an article in the newspaper the other day about some kind of human body ritual. Do you know what it is?" Yu Yan asked.

“I know, it’s about making someone lie there wearing very little clothing, with food on their body, and having guests eat around them—basically using a person as a table. Is that even possible? I think it’s probably just a hoax,” Ding Ping said.

“We’re both naked right now, how about we try it?” Yu Yan said.

“Okay, but I’ve never seen this before, I don’t know how to do it,” Ding Ping said.

“I’ve never seen it either, but I’ve read the description, it should be correct,” Yu Yan added. “However, we need to wash ourselves beforehand.”

“Right, otherwise, if we’re all dirty, we won’t have an appetite.”

After saying that, the two of them went into the bathroom and carefully washed themselves. Yu Yan specifically instructed Ding Ping to wash his genitals thoroughly, and she also carefully washed her own private parts clean.

During the washing process, she wouldn't let Ding Ping touch her, and she wouldn't touch Ding Ping either, saying, "Don't do anything rash, otherwise we won't finish washing all night, and we won't be able to leave the bathroom. Besides, our washing will be pointless."

"Are you that fragile?"

"Isn't it all your fault? If you touch me, I can't do anything."

"Fine, I won't touch you, I'll just wash myself," Ding Ping said helplessly.

"Bear with it. After we get out, I'll grant your wish and give you a surprise," Yu Yan said, blushing.

"What surprise?" Ding Ping couldn't help but ask.

"Can't you wait a little while? If I tell you, it won't be a surprise."

Ding Ping had no choice; he knew her twisted logic made sense, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After washing, she looked at Ding Ping's penis, which was clean and bare, then looked at her own genitals, where the hair was still quite thick. She started rummaging through drawers looking for something. Ding Ping asked her what she was looking for, but she ignored him.

Finally, she found what she was looking for: a razor. Seeing Ding Ping looking at her with confusion, she pointed to his genitals, then to her own. Ding Ping understood: she was going to shave her pubic hair.

While Yu Yan was doing this, she wouldn't let Ding Ping watch and tried to shoo him away, but could Ding Ping let her go? In the end, she had no choice but to shave under Ding Ping's gaze. Ding Ping was very curious and would occasionally touch her shaved genitals. He felt no prickliness; they were very smooth.

Ding Ping couldn't resist touching them, and then, under Ding Ping's caresses, Yu Yan's juices flowed from her private parts again.

Yu Yan pushed his hand away: "I told you not to do it now, or I'll have to wash it all over again."

Chapter Eleven: Human Body Platter (Part Two)

Arriving at the restaurant, Yu Yan had Ding Ping lie down: "Let me try what human body platter tastes like first."

Ding Ping lay on the table, and Yu Yan first placed a napkin on Ding Ping's body, then put two plates of food on top, sat down beside him and started eating, kissing him from top to bottom, all the way down to his lower abdomen, stopping at his penis, first grabbing his erect penis with her hand, and finally lowering her head to kiss it, until she took it all into her mouth.

Ding Ping didn't expect her to do this, and hurriedly said: "Sister Yan, you..."

Yu Yan tilted her head back: "Don't move, I think this thing of yours tastes very good, and you don't want me to eat it? This is the surprise I was talking about earlier, enjoy it, I'll make you even more comfortable."

After saying that, without waiting for Ding Ping to speak, she took him into her mouth again and gently stroked him.

A warm feeling rose from Ding Ping's heart, he didn't expect the surprise Yu Yan mentioned would be this. He sensed Yu Yan's true love. They were about ten years apart in age; she wouldn't have considered marrying him. If it were purely for lust, there was no need for her to do this for a man. In Ding Ping's memory, the most common insult or curse in his hometown was: "Let you eat my manhood" (a local dialect term referring to male genitalia). And now Yu Yan was doing this to Ding Ping—didn't that mean she would do anything for him?

Just as Ding Ping was lost in thought, a wave of pleasure surged from his manhood. With the plate of food on him, he dared not move and hurriedly said, "Sister Yan, stop for a moment, I can't hold back anymore."

But Yu Yan didn't stop; instead, she went even faster until Ding Ping ejaculated with a shudder…

Ding Ping relaxed, completely surprised that he had ejaculated into Sister Yan's mouth. He said apologetically, "Sister Yan, I…"

Yu Yan straightened up from between Ding Ping's legs, looked up at him, and interrupted him with a smile, "Don't say anything more, this is how you eat 'human body sushi'."

Then she playfully added, "It tastes amazing!"

After saying that, she removed everything from Ding Ping's body: "Now it's your turn to try 'human body sushi'."

After she lay down, Ding Ping imitated her, placing the plate of food on her chest and abdomen.

Ding Ping's hands began to move over her body slowly and gently, touching every inch of her skin, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. His hands lingered particularly long on the areas she had shaved herself, making her gush with desire.

Then, Ding Ping mimicked her earlier actions, kissing her body from her mouth, ears, neck, to her chest, like a child who hadn't been fed for three days, taking her two plump nipples into his mouth and sucking them wantonly. This sucking seemed to absorb her entire body, leaving Yu Yan feeling empty, as if floating in mid-air. She reached out and grabbed Ding Ping's already erect penis, crying out, "Brother Ping, I can't take it anymore, come quickly!"

Ding Ping ignored her request and continued kissing downwards, from her right leg down, then from her left leg up, until he reached between her legs. By this time, Yu Yan was completely overwhelmed with desire, soaking a large patch of the table beneath her.

Ding Ping bent Yu Yan's legs and made her spread them open. He lowered his head and pressed his lips heavily against her other lip, sucking and biting at will. Ding Ping's action made Yu Yan cry out involuntarily, her whole body convulsing. A torrent of desire gushed out from her, and she fell into a daze, her mind blank...

"Ping-di, don't do this..." After a moment, Yu Yan, regaining her senses

, cried out in a groan. "You ate mine, so I can't eat yours?" Ding Ping retorted before continuing his work.

Yu Yan was still crying out, but Ding Ping seemed not to hear her pleas, continuing to suckle. Although he wasn't very skilled, he brought her waves of pleasure, giving Yu Yan a more intense stimulation and a higher level of enjoyment.

Finally, an even greater climax arrived under Ding Ping's thrusts. Yu Yan fell into a semi-mad state, disregarding everything. She knocked over the plates of food on top of her, sat up, reached out her hands, pressed Ding Ping's head down between her legs, and thrust her buttocks upwards, meeting Ding Ping's ministrations. With a deafening scream, she ascended to heaven.

Chapter Twelve: The Root of the Aunt's Illness

This human feast, in an uncontrollable and passionate frenzy, saw Yu Yan and Ding Ping lose themselves in it, enjoying the best and most delicious food, giving their lives a qualitative leap and reaching a peak of passion.

Afterwards, Yu Yan and Ding Ping cleaned up the mess together. Ding Ping teased Yu Yan, saying she was too inconsiderate, knocking over the food and making a mess all over the floor, spilling a lot of food water on herself. If she had been more careful, it wouldn't have been so troublesome.

Yu Yan kept hitting him, saying it was all Ding Ping's fault for making her like this, almost turning her into a slut.

But after they finished cleaning up, while showering together in the bathroom, Yu Yan said happily, "I'm so lucky to have met you, otherwise how could I enjoy the greatest pleasure of being a woman?"

After showering, they sat in the living room, watching TV and whispering sweet nothings.

Just then, Yu Yan's phone rang. She picked it up and said, "It's my older sister calling."

"My aunt? Give it to me." Ding Ping took the phone. "Hello!"

"Are you Ding Ping? This is Xue Mei," the other person said.

"Oh, it's Aunt Xue Mei. What's up?" Ding Ping sensed something was wrong with his aunt, otherwise she wouldn't have called.

“Your aunt is sick. She didn’t want me to tell you, but I can tell she’s quite ill. She said she’d call secretly. You need to come back and see her quickly.”

Ding Ping was immediately worried. “Yes, I’ll go buy a train ticket right now. Thank you, Aunt Xuemei.”

“Don’t mention it. Don’t worry, be careful on the road.”

After hanging up, Ding Ping briefly explained the situation: “Aunt’s illness must be quite serious, otherwise Aunt Xuemei wouldn’t have called me secretly.”

Then, Ding Ping called Professor Liu Xinhua to ask for leave and immediately headed to the train station.

Before leaving, Yu Yan said something to Ding Ping:

"Your aunt suffered a great emotional and physical blow when she was young and originally planned to never marry. Your father and mother had a very deep relationship. Your mother died in childbirth when you were born, and your father was heartbroken. If it weren't for taking care of you, he would have followed your mother in death.

Your aunt was very moved when she heard about this, so she went to your father and asked to live with him. Your father disagreed, but your aunt said that she did this mainly for the sake of the child, and also to stop unwanted advances from pursuing her (Ding Ping's aunt is very beautiful, and many people have designs on her), which is why she wanted to marry him." "It's a union, nothing more.

That's why your father agreed. But they're husband and wife in name only, not in reality. It's their agreement. You'll have someone to take care of you, and your aunt will be free from other people's entanglements. After your father left, she placed all her hopes on you. You've only been gone for less than two months, and she's already seriously ill. I suspect it's because she misses you."

Yu Yan's last sentence shocked Ding Ping even more: "If you want your aunt to be happy, you have to treat her like you treat me, and do with her everything you've done for me."

"How can that be? She's my aunt!"

"Didn't I tell you? She and your father are only in name, not in reality, so she has absolutely no relation to you." Yu Yan said, "Actually, she wants to be with you, but she's too proud to admit it. Didn't you say that when your aunt had a stomachache, you wanted to rub it for her? Now think about it, do you understand what that meant?"

Ding Ping now knew: when he rubbed his aunt's body, it wasn't just about a stomachache. He remembered that his hands had always touched her private parts, and when he wet her underwear, he would laugh and say she wet the bed.

Seeing Ding Ping remain silent, Yu Yan said, "When you go back this time, pretend you didn't know anything before and try again. You've done it with me several times these past two days, so you have some experience and should be able to tell. If she's like what I said, don't hesitate, be proactive. She might react a little at first, but as long as you try, she'll eventually do as you want. Afterwards, she'll regret it and wonder why you know about matters between men and women. Just tell her about us, saying I taught you, and she'll feel at ease."

Around four in the morning, Ding Ping took a nearly nine-hour high-speed train and returned home. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions: if it weren't for China's rapid economic development, it would be unimaginable to get home so quickly. It would take more than a day to get back from his home to Beifang City.

Ding Ping gently opened the door and entered his aunt's bedroom. He saw Li Xuemei sleeping with his aunt. Ding Ping knew that Li Xuemei was in his home to take care of his aunt, and he felt very grateful to her, thinking that he would definitely repay them when he had the chance.

Ding Ping rested for several hours on the fourth floor, but unable to sleep, he took a chair and sat down by the bed, carefully observing his aunt. She had become much thinner, her beautiful face pale and unhealthy, but her breathing was still even; she didn't seem to have any major illness. Perhaps, as Yu Yan had said, she had only fallen ill from missing Ding Ping.

Looking at Li Xuemei, he saw she was sleeping peacefully. Ding Ping noticed she was actually quite beautiful, comparable to his aunt, only slightly thinner.

Ding Ping was somewhat surprised: how come he hadn't noticed how beautiful they were before?

He didn't realize that before, he had viewed them through the eyes of a child, but now, after his intimate relationship with Yu Yan, he viewed women through the eyes of a man, and naturally, things were different. After

an unknown amount of time, in Ding Ping's hazy state, Yu Xiaoling's voice rang out: "Ding Ping, why are you back?"

Li Xuemei also woke up, blushing slightly with embarrassment at seeing Ding Ping sitting there.

"I heard from Aunt Mei that you were very ill, so I came back," Ding Ping said with concern.

"Sigh, I told you not to say it, but you still did," she complained to Xue Mei. "Won't it affect your studies?"

"My aunt's illness is important, so I asked the teacher for leave."

Seeing her about to get up, she went to help her. She was very weak, and her entire weight was on Ding Ping's support. Getting up from the bed, she was only wearing an undergarment, and her breasts were even larger than Yu Yan's.

What size bra would she wear? Ding Ping thought, feeling ashamed at the same time. What was he thinking about at a time like this?

While Yu Xiaoling was getting dressed, Li Xue Mei also got up from the bed. Ding Ping looked at her: she was also quite something. Her skin was snow-white, and her breasts were only slightly smaller than Yu Xiaoling's, about the same size as Yu Yan's. As she moved her hands, her breasts bounced, and Ding Ping's heart suddenly burned with desire. He quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at her.

In fact, Li Xue Mei knew that Ding Ping was spying on her. Seeing Ding Ping's reaction to her, she was very happy. Ding Ping had changed a lot since he came back; he had a manly aura.

She had liked looking at Ding Ping before, only thinking he was a handsome young man. But this time, seeing Ding Ping stirred something within her, a faint longing stirring within her.

After sitting down, Li Xuemei said, "I told you to bring Ding Ping back. Look, you're half better now. Yesterday you couldn't even get out of bed, but now you can sit up."

Hearing this, Ding Ping thought to himself: It seems Yu Yan was right. The root of my aunt's illness is still in me. I can't let her suffer anymore. I must make her happy, make her as happy as Yu Yan!

Chapter Thirteen: The Charming Xiao Ling (Part One)

Yu Xiao Ling didn't argue. She said to Ding Ping, "Ding Ping, go out and buy some food. I'm a little hungry. Take your Aunt Mei's too."

Li Xuemei stopped her, saying, "Ding Ping just got back. You stay with your aunt. I'll go buy it."

After saying that, she left.

Ding Ping sat down next to Xiao Ling and put his arm around her waist: "Why didn't you tell me you were sick, Aunt?"

She stroked Ding Ping's face: "I was afraid it would affect your studies. Besides, I just felt listless and weak, but I wasn't seriously ill. See, I felt better as soon as you came back."

"Aunt!" Ding Ping choked up and buried his face in her arms.

"You're a college student now, why are you still crying? Aren't you ashamed?" Yu Xiao Ling said, "Ever since I sent you back to school, I haven't been able to eat or drink tea, and that's how I ended up like this. I know it's not good, but I just can't help missing you."

"Aunt, I'll come back to see you once a month from now on. You must take care of yourself!" Ding Ping felt his aunt's deep affection for him and couldn't help but burst into tears.

She stroked Ding Ping's hair: "I told you not to cry anymore. I will definitely listen to you and take care of myself from now on."

At this moment, Li Xuemei, who had already bought breakfast, stood by the door. Seeing the deep affection between them, she was moved to tears. "Alright, you're like this the first thing we see when you get back? Can't you be a little happier?"

After dinner, Yu Xiaoling was completely recovered from her illness. Except for still being physically weak, her spirits had returned to normal.

"Aunt Mei, thank you for taking care of my aunt. Now you can go back to your work," Ding Ping said to Li Xuemei.

To his surprise, Li Xuemei's expression changed upon hearing this. Her previous happiness vanished, replaced by anger.

Her change puzzled Ding Ping. Yu Xiaoling, noticing this, said to Ding Ping, "She's not blaming you."

"I'm sorry," she said to Ding Ping, "I don't want to go back to my home. If I had even a tenth of the warmth of your family, I would be content."

Despite saying this, she still left.

After Li Xuemei left, they talked for a while. Ding Ping told her about his studies at school and that he was already a doctoral student. Yu Xiaoling was very happy: "You must study hard and not disappoint your Professor Liu."

Ding Ping readily agreed. Because Yu Xiaoling was still very weak, she couldn't sit for long, so Ding Ping helped her to bed to rest.

After she fell asleep, Ding Ping said to her, "Auntie, let me rub your stomach so you can get better faster."

But this time, she blushed and refused, saying, "This time, I don't have a stomachache, so I don't need to rub it."

Like Li Xuemei, she felt something different about Ding Ping; he exuded a feeling that made women unable to resist. When he was in her arms earlier, she felt strange, as if insects were crawling all over her body. Therefore, she dared not let Ding Ping do that again.

But Ding Ping was determined. If it wasn't as Yu Yan said, he would treat her with different feelings. If it was as Yu Yan said, he had an even greater responsibility to make her happy; she had sacrificed too much for him.

“Even if your stomach doesn’t hurt, I can rub it for you. It might ease your symptoms, and it won’t do any harm.”

Yu Xiaoling couldn’t refuse again, otherwise it would seem abnormal. “Okay, I’ll try it and see if it works.”

After saying that, she lifted the towel covering her and lay down. Ding Ping stepped forward and saw, “Auntie, you forgot to take off your outer clothes.”

Yu Xiaoling blushed and followed Ding Ping’s words, “If you hadn’t reminded me, I really would have forgotten.”

With Ding Ping’s help, she sat up, took off

her outer clothes, and then lay down. Ding Ping was also nervous. His feelings this time were very different from before. He was looking at her body with a man’s eyes, and now he saw it more clearly than in the morning: under her bra, her breasts were even more astonishing, her flat stomach, the clear outline of a woman under her underwear, and her long legs. All of this was flashing before his eyes and stirring his heart, making his palms sweat.

When his hand touched Yu Xiaoling's abdomen, she felt that Ding Ping's palm was wet and said, "Why are your hands wet?"

"Oh, it's probably because it's a bit hot, and my palms are sweaty."

"Yes, even though it's October, the temperature is still very high."

Ding Ping dried his hands, relaxed, and began massaging her again. This time, he felt her body tremble when his hand touched her lower abdomen, before slowly calming down.

Ding Ping's hand, as usual, started from her navel and slowly moved outwards. This time, he used the same technique he used on Yu Yan. He saw his aunt's skin gradually turn red, her breathing quicken, her closed eyes tremble under her eyelids, and her hands unconsciously gripped the sheets beside her.

When Ding Ping's hand reached her lower body, he felt her legs lift slightly. Ding Ping's fingertips increased the pressure, continuing to trace the feminine contours exposed below her abdomen by her panties. After a while, Yu Xiaoling's breathing became heavier, and her small mouth opened slightly.

Ding Ping changed his technique, pressing his palms against her body, circling them, and finally reaching her breasts. Her large, erect breasts swelled and hardened under his hands, and Ding Ping could clearly feel the nipples hardening. At this moment, she couldn't suppress herself and began to moan softly.

"Auntie, if you feel comfortable, just let it out," Ding Ping said, repeating the same actions and words as before, the only difference being that this time he used his masculine strength.

"Hmm, much better. Can you stop?" She was conflicted, wanting him to continue, yet afraid of him continuing, her words weak and feeble.

"It's alright, as long as Auntie is comfortable," Ding Ping said, continuing his actions. Encouraged by Ding Ping, she began to moan, forgetting that Ding Ping was different and still thinking it was the same as before.

Ding Ping's hand moved to her lower body, kneading her genitals forcefully. He could clearly feel the shape and softness of her genitals, the changes she under his hand, and the slow wetting of her panties. His penis also became erect. Ding Ping

slipped his hand between her legs. At that moment, Yu Xiaoling cried out, her legs clamping tightly around Ding Ping's hand and shaking violently.

Ding Ping was certain that what Yu Yan had told him before they went home was true. He made up his mind: he would resolve his aunt's inner conflict and make her happy!

Chapter Fourteen: The Alluring Xiaoling (Part Two)

Ding Ping pressed his palm down harder and rotated it, giving his aunt an even greater impact. Amidst groans, Yu Xiaoling reached out and grabbed Ding Ping's hand moving between her legs, pulling it upwards forcefully, saying, "Don't do it there, let's go somewhere else."

Ding Ping didn't dare to insist, afraid that being too hasty would backfire, so he went along with her pull, and his hand was pulled out from between her legs, but his palm was already a little wet. Ding Ping saw his aunt's red face and said, "Auntie wet the bed again."

These words made Yu Xiaoling laugh, dispelling her embarrassment.

Ding Ping took the opportunity to pounce on her, reaching out to pull off her small bra: "Auntie, I want to nurse!"

"No!" Before she could finish speaking, and before she could reach out to stop him, Ding Ping had already pulled open her small bra, causing her huge breasts to jump out.

She quickly covered Ding Ping's mouth with her finger, saying hastily, "That's all in the past. You're a college student now, how can you still be breastfeeding?"

"Auntie, I want to eat, can you let me have a taste?" Ding Ping removed her hand, refusing.

"I really can't do anything with you." Yu Xiaoling looked at Ding Ping's longing expression, her heart softened, and she herself felt a little longing for it, her will not be very firm, so she agreed: "However, this is the last time."

Ding Ping didn't care about anything else. He immediately bent down, climbed onto the bed, lay down beside her, and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking on it like a baby nursing. At the same time, he grabbed her other breast with one hand, kneading it and occasionally pinching the nipple. This series of actions was intentional on Ding Ping's part, giving Yu Xiaoling a different kind of feeling, making her heart flutter, and the flame that had been burning just moments before surged even higher.

Yu Xiaoling involuntarily reached out and hugged Ding Ping's waist. Ding Ping then took the opportunity to lift one leg and put it on her body, pressing his penis against her waist.

Yu Xiaoling felt Ding Ping's hardness, and her body visibly trembled. Coupled with Ding Ping's sucking and teasing of her breasts, she was momentarily lost in Ding Ping's actions. Her petals opened, and she moaned softly, her arms around Ding Ping tightening their grip.

Ding Ping's lips left her breasts, moved upwards, from her neck to her slightly parted red lips, and pressed against them. Yu Xiaoling flinched, shaking her head, trying to move away, but Ding Ping wouldn't let her. He kissed her red lips tightly, slipping his tongue into her mouth. After a while, Yu Xiaoling softened and stopped struggling.

Slowly, Yu Xiaoling responded, returning Ding Ping's kisses, sucking and biting his tongue, her passion growing stronger.

Ding Ping went further, his hands moving down from her breasts to her lower abdomen, finally stopping at her pubic area. He pressed on her nipple, slipping his fingers inside her panties for intimate contact.

Ding Ping's fingers traced up and down the muddy crevices of Yu Xiaoling's body, caressing her smooth private parts. When Ding Ping's fingers tried to penetrate her body, she suddenly grabbed Ding Ping's hand: "You can't do this, I'm your aunt."

"Aunt, you've always taken care of me, cared for me, and truly loved me. Without you, I might not be where I am today. Now that I'm growing up, I want to repay you, to make you happy!"

"But I'm your aunt?" She was conflicted.

"Aunt, you and my father are husband and wife in name only, so we have no blood relation. It's perfectly normal for us to be together."

"What will others think?" Her heart stirred, but she was afraid of societal prejudice.

"If we just stay together like this, who will know?"

"But I'm so much older than you, and..." She still couldn't let go. "

Aunt, there's no need to say anything more. As long as you love me, and I love you, that's enough." Ding Ping interrupted her: "You don't want to be like this with me?"

"No, I love you, and I'm willing to be like this with you, otherwise, why would I keep letting you do this to me?" Her hand loosened.

"Auntie," Ding Ping called out, his hand gently freeing itself from her resistance and returning to her private parts, slowly slipping inside.

Yu Xiaoling didn't resist anymore, opening her heart and letting him do as he pleased.

Ding Ping began kissing her from her face down her body.

Under Ding Ping's provocation and persuasion, Yu Xiaoling opened up. In truth, she had never considered Ding Ping as her own child, and she had always loved him. Many times, feigning illness to let him take liberties with her was a manifestation of this feeling, and she achieved extreme pleasure in Ding Ping's caresses.

Ding Ping's kisses were like a spark, igniting wherever they landed, causing flames to burn throughout her body, making her forget where she was.

Ding Ping took off his clothes and came to Yu Xiaoling, gently entering her body. Even so, when Ding Ping entered, it still caused her a throbbing pain, making her frown.

Seeing this, Ding Ping asked in her ear, "Did I hurt you?"

"A little bit. Your thing is too big, and I've never done this before, so I'm not used to it," Yu Xiaoling said.

Ding Ping kissed her tenderly and gently thrust in and out. Slowly, Yu Xiaoling got into the mood and began to moan. As Ding Ping's movements increased, her moans grew louder, and she clung to Ding Ping's buttocks, pressing down hard while constantly lifting her body to meet his thrusts.

Ding Ping knew she was about to reach the peak of ecstasy, so he increased the frequency and intensity of his thrusts. Finally, with a long moan, he brought her to her climax, and she held Ding Ping without moving.

Ding Ping didn't withdraw from her until she woke up, then lay down on his side with her in his arms.

Yu Xiaoling touched Ding Ping's still erect penis and said apologetically, "I've come, but I can't do it anymore. You haven't felt good yet, what should we do?"

"It's okay, you're still sick, and it's your first time, so you can't do too much. Let's do it properly when you feel better."

Chapter Fifteen: Charming Xiaoling (Part Three)

At this time, it was just 9:30 in the morning. They lay on the bed without getting up, whispering to each other. After a while, Yu Xiaoling calmed down from the previous wave and asked Ding Ping, "As soon as you came back this time, I felt the changes in you, but I couldn't say what they were. Now that I've given myself to you and done this with you, I realize that you've changed in this aspect. You're no longer a child, but a man."

"When I got to university, I suddenly understood a lot and matured." Ding Ping tried to steer the conversation away.

“It’s not that kind of change, and the techniques you used on me just now were very skillful, quite different from before. You couldn’t do that without experience with women.” She didn’t let Ding Ping off the hook: “Just now, you made me so aroused that I lost my virginity to you. Also, Li Xuemei’s gaze towards you this morning was different; she’s also attracted to you. Tell me quickly, what’s going on?”

Just as Yu Yan had predicted, after regaining her senses, Yu Xiaoling could tell from Ding Ping’s skillful techniques that he had been with another woman.

Seeing that Ding Ping didn’t speak, Yu Xiaoling said, “I was just curious, who could make my Ding Ping so attracted? If you’re not comfortable saying it, then don’t say it, it’s okay.”

“No, I thought of another question, that’s why I didn’t answer you,” Ding Ping quickly said.

Then he recounted his affair with Yu Yan in detail, concluding, "She judged that you fell ill due to longing and analyzed the reasons. She told me to test you to see if that was really the case. If it was, she insisted on having sex with you, saying that would make you happy."

"That brat, she has a twisted logic! So you had someone to embolden you to do this to me?"

"It's not like that. I love you, but I've always been afraid to do it, afraid you'd get angry and ignore me," Ding Ping quickly explained.

"I'm not really angry with you. Don't I know your feelings?" Yu Xiaoling said, "That brat is bold enough to do this to you, not even afraid I'll be angry with her. You've been tricked. She took advantage of you when you were drunk, and then blamed it on you."

"It's not entirely her fault, I also bear some responsibility," Ding Ping explained, afraid Yu Xiaoling would be dissatisfied with Yu Yan.

"Don't try to excuse her. She's always been like this, daring to do anything. I won't be angry with her. Tell me, when did you and she start? How did things go? She's experienced, she's definitely better than me, and she can make you feel good."

Women and men are the same. When they're with other women, or in situations like Yu Yan and Yu Xiaoling's, they like to compare themselves to each other. It's just that men compare who can last longer and how many beautiful women they've slept with. Women, on the other hand, compare who is more feminine, who can attract men and make them more manly.

Seeing his aunt ask this, Ding Ping said, "We started for the first time on the night of the 4th after we drank some wine."

"Tell me about your 'human body sushi'?" Yu Xiaoling was very interested in Ding Ping's explanation of human body sushi, but he hadn't explained it in detail, so she wanted him to elaborate.

Ding Ping had no choice but to recount the whole story in detail, like telling a story, vividly and realistically. At crucial points, he even demonstrated the events on her body. This explanation made Yu Xiaoling feel as if she were there herself. Having just tasted Ding Ping's pleasure, and now with his hands on her body, her desire surged, and her lower body was constantly wet. She said coquettishly, "That brat, how come she has so many tricks? She even shaved her pubic hair, isn't she ashamed!"

At this moment, Ding Ping's hand was still between her legs. Hearing this, he asked, "Auntie, why is your pubic area so bare? Did you shave it too?"

Chapter Sixteen: The Alluring Xiaoling (Part Four)

"I wouldn't do such a thing. It's naturally like that. People call this a 'white tiger,' and there are other things like that, but I don't understand," Yu Xiaoling said.

“Auntie, although you’re actually older than Yu Yan, you look younger and prettier than her,” Ding Ping said. “You have a fantastic figure. Your breasts are bigger than hers, your skin is whiter, and it feels smooth and delicate to the touch. Plus, you’re naturally hairless down there. You have so many advantages over her. You’re a natural charmer. If you were nicer to men, you could charm countless men.”

“How dare you say that about me?” Yu Xiaoling scolded Ding Ping, but she was secretly pleased. She knew she was beautiful, especially in the summer when she wore a thin shirt. Her breasts were so prominent that she felt embarrassed. She had bought the largest size, F, which was usually custom-made at specialty stores. The shop owner had told her she bought a small bra instead of a bra and overcharged her. This made her rarely go out in the summer; otherwise, men would be staring at her everywhere. She was too conspicuous, and she hated the men’s inappropriate glances.

A caterpillar was crawling incessantly in her heart, making her feel extremely uncomfortable, especially after hearing about Ding Ping and Yu Yan's "human body sushi" (a euphemism for sexual intercourse). She felt itchy all over.

"Since you describe me so well, why don't you do human body sushi on me?" she finally couldn't help but say, urging Ding Ping to act on her. She wanted to experience what it was like.

Now that he had the imperial decree, Ding Ping was quick to act. He had long wanted to try it after learning that Yu Xiaoling was a natural virgin, but he was afraid she wouldn't be able to accept it, so he didn't dare to bring it up. He didn't expect her to suggest it herself.

"Truly a natural beauty!" Ding Ping thought to himself.

In fact, Ding Ping, others, and even Yu Xiaoling herself didn't know that she was a woman with an innate allure. Once she unleashed her charm, a single word, a glance, or a gesture from her could make men die for her. Fortunately, she hadn't been interested in men before, otherwise, within three months, any man with her would be unable to get out of bed. Once a man slept with her, no man wanted to get off her, unless he wasn't a man at all.

She gave her virginity to Ding Ping and developed genuine feelings for him. For Ding Ping, this was a stroke of good fortune, but whether it would be good or bad depended on his fate.

At this moment, Ding Ping lay on top of her, kissing her bright red lips, neck, large, high breasts, and flat stomach. When he reached what she called her "white tiger" (a term of endearment for a woman), Ding Ping carefully observed it, comparing it to Yu Yan's artificially shaved area. Finally, he noticed her uniqueness: Yu Xiaoling's skin there was the same as the rest of her body—smooth, white, and tender. Except for the bright red crease, which resembled a flower, the surrounding area was spotless, clean and refreshing, making one want to kiss it.

Amidst her glistening moisture, her unique feminine fragrance wafted into Ding Ping's nostrils, enticing him to go closer. Ding Ping lowered his head and kissed it. Yu Xiaoling shuddered, and another gush of fluid welled up from there.

Using the techniques he had learned from Yu Yan, Ding Ping teased her with his tongue, occasionally nibbling at her nipples, tracing patterns in the crevice of her lower body, licking her tender, bright red petals, and even inserting his tongue into her uniquely feminine paradise, constantly extending and retracting it…

Under Ding Ping’s various kisses, her whole body flushed red, her body swaying rhythmically from side to side and up and down, perfectly coordinated with Ding Ping’s movements, bringing her to her most comfortable state. After about ten minutes, with a not-too-loud but very moving moan, she reached a new peak.

Chapter Seventeen: The Alluring Xiao Ling (Part Five)

Ding Ping finished up for a while, extending Yu Xiao Ling’s pleasure further, making the timing just right, neither too long nor too short.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoling's spirits lifted further. She reached out and pulled Ding Ping up to lie down beside her, kissing him tenderly. "Only you can give me happiness and joy! Any other man who gets even slightly close to me fills me with disgust, and the closer they get, the stronger that feeling becomes. When a man shakes my hand, I feel like vomiting."

"Auntie, I never paid attention to your appearance before, but this time it's different. I find you exceptionally beautiful, unlike anyone else," Ding Ping said.

"Before, you were a child, not yet grown up. Your perspective and mindset were different. Now, although you haven't grown older, your mind has matured. You've become a man, and naturally, you see and judge women from a man's perspective."

"Some women have beautiful faces but poor figures; some have good figures but not very pretty faces. Neither of these two types has a very good overall image. There are also women with good overall images, but neither their faces nor their figures are particularly outstanding. Only you have a beautiful face and a fantastic figure. I believe only someone like you can be called a beauty," Ding Ping further analyzed.

"You've described me like a flower. There are plenty of beautiful women out there. Your Aunt Li Xuemei is one of them. She's no less beautiful than me, and you'd consider her beautiful, wouldn't you?" Yu Xiaoling said with a smile. "It's noon, I should get up and cook."

"Auntie, you're still not well. I'll cook lunch," Ding Ping said, getting up.

Yu Xiaoling sat up as well, easily getting out of bed, and said, "I've regained my strength, I'm fine now. I'll cook."

After saying that, she quickly put on her clothes. Ding Ping saw that she was indeed alright, so he let her do it, helping her from behind, and also to take care of her.

While they were busy in the kitchen, Li Xuemei arrived, surprised to see the scene: "You're better?"

Yu Xiaoling looked up: "Of course I'm better! Did you want me to stay sick forever?"

Li Xuemei was even more surprised, her face showing disbelief: "What happened? You don't look like someone who just recovered from a serious illness at all! Your face has a healthy glow like spring sunshine, you look even healthier than healthy people!"

Li Xuemei's words probably touched on Yu Xiaoling's memory of noon, and she blushed: "Are you exaggerating? Didn't Ding Ping come back and cure my illness?"

Li Xuemei looked at the two of them and said sadly, "I can only envy your relationship, I can never understand it."

"Don't be like that, you will definitely find that kind of relationship," Yu Xiaoling comforted her: "Wasn't I like you before?"

"Let's not talk about it, let's take it one day at a time, life goes on anyway," Li Xuemei said, her personality quite cheerful.

Li Xuemei had come to check on Yu Xiaoling, worried that Ding Ping, busy caring for her while she was ill, wouldn't have time to cook lunch. Seeing their condition, she was about to leave, but Ding Ping insisted she stay and have lunch with them.

After lunch, Li Xuemei left, and Yu Xiaoling said to Ding Ping, "This afternoon we'll go to Lingyin Temple. I made a vow there last year, and we need to fulfill it. I was sick for a while and couldn't go, but now that I'm better, let's go together. Go call a taxi."

Ding Ping called a taxi, and they headed towards Lingyin Temple, more than 30 kilometers from the county town.

They went straight to the main hall on the main peak to fulfill their vow, and then Ding Ping, holding Yu Xiaoling's hand, strolled around the mountain surrounding Lingyin Temple.

Ding Ping hadn't been up here since starting high school. He noticed a significant change; there were many tourists, numerous Taoist priests in the various halls, and many hotels had sprung up around the area, bustling with activity and thriving businesses. After

walking for two or three hours and seeing most of the scenic spots, they prepared to descend the mountain. Just then, a Taoist priest approached them. After observing Ding Ping and Yu Xiaoling for a moment, he clasped his hands together and said, "Esteemed benefactors, I am the abbot of the Hall of Nourishing Life. I have important matters to discuss with you. Please follow me."

Without waiting for their response, he turned and walked towards the Hall of Nourishing Life.

Yu Xiaoling looked at Ding Ping: "Are you going or not?"

Ding Ping nodded: "I'll go take a look. Even if nothing happens, it won't take much time."

They followed the Taoist priest into the backyard and arrived at a relatively secluded side room. After the Taoist priest asked them to sit down, he said: "I see that both of you have extraordinary appearances. Your lives will be filled with either great joy or great sorrow, especially this young benefactor. She is destined to be with me. I would like to invite you two to stay here for a few days so that I can have a deeper and more detailed discussion with her."

Ding Ping had made the decision for Yu Xiaoling when she came in, and she still didn't say anything. Ding Ping thought for a moment and said: "In that case, my aunt and I will stay here for a few days and listen to the master's teachings."

"Truly, you are destined to be with us." The Taoist priest didn't say much more and led them to another room: "This is where you two will stay for the next few days. Few people come here, so it's a quiet place."

After the Taoist priest left, Ding Ping asked Yu Xiaoling to sit down, and then sat down himself, saying: "Truly, you are a master."

"How can you tell?" Yu Xiaoling asked.

“First, he said we were experiencing either great joy or great sorrow. Second, he knew about our relationship,” Ding Ping said. “These two points prove he’s a wise man.”

Yu Xiaoling initially wanted to say Ding Ping was talking nonsense, but upon reflection, it was indeed true: The first point aside, she had already experienced great joy and sorrow. Giving them only one room meant he saw through their unusual relationship, and most people wouldn’t dare to casually mention their current mother-son dynamic.

A young Taoist priest brought dinner, and after they finished eating, it was already 6:30. The same Taoist priest from before came to the door and called out, "Young benefactor, please come with me."

Ding Ping followed him to the side room where they had been that afternoon. After sitting down, the Taoist priest said, "Benefactor, is the girl with you your aunt?"

"Yes, she is my aunt," Ding Ping replied, but then realized something was wrong: "Why do you call her a girl?"

The Taoist priest smiled: "Although she recently had intercourse with you, she is still a virgin. That's why I kept you here."

The Taoist priest's words stunned Ding Ping: he not only knew about his affair with his aunt, but also knew it had just begun, and most incredibly, he said she was still a virgin.

Ignoring Ding Ping's reaction, he continued, "You also possess extraordinary features; your male organ is not only enormous, but also has exceptional stamina. Such a combination of male and female characteristics appears only once every few hundred years, and it's rare for them to appear simultaneously."

This statement shocked Ding Ping even more; he hadn't expected this Taoist priest to be so skilled that he knew his secret.

Chapter Eighteen: The Alluring Xiaoling (Part Six)

"What the master said might be true, but it's not a big deal, is it?"

"You don't understand," the Taoist said. "Let's talk about the female benefactor first. In the industry, she's an alluring woman, meaning she's a rare beauty, born with 'alluring charm.' Once her heart is opened, she can bewitch any man in the world, like Meixi of the Xia Dynasty, Daji of the Shang Dynasty, Bao Si of the Zhou Dynasty whose smile was priceless, the so-called Four Beauties, the stunningly beautiful Lady Li, the slender and plump Zhao Feiyan, Zhao Hede, and other beauties later on—I won't list them all."

"I know all of these. Can my aunt compare to them?"

"Many women are beautiful, but compared to the beauties of history, they lack one thing: 'allure.' The beauties I mentioned above are different from others because they possess 'allure,' and your aunt is a woman with 'allure,' which is why I call her a true beauty. It's just a pity that she's been buried for so long." The Taoist sighed, "Fortunately, she met you, and it's not too late. She can still amaze the world and let the world know what true beauty is. But with your current skills, you still can't reveal her charm. You might even perish at her feet."

The Taoist continued, "You're with her now because you're lucky. She raised you from childhood, and she's already accepted you psychologically. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to enter her heart."

Ding Ping believed him because Yu Xiaoling had said that she felt disgusted whenever a man approached her.

"However, if you don't possess sufficient skill, you'll be drawn to her and become hopelessly entangled, losing your life in vain. You'll only cause her more harm, and she might even perish because of your demise, since you are her most beloved and only man."

Ding Ping found his words reasonable. After merging with her today, every smile and gesture of hers had captivated him, leaving him unable to control himself. At the time, he thought it was because he loved her, but now it seemed to be more than that.

"Then what should I do?" Ding Ping asked.

"You don't need to worry," the Taoist priest said. "As I said before, you are also a man of extraordinary appearance, just unrefined. If you can use your special talents, you can rival her and even enhance her power, turning her into a captivating beauty. In the process, you will also cultivate unparalleled skills, becoming the object of many women's pursuit. If you want them to die, they will die; if you want them to live, they will live." He continued, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"You mean if I can cultivate a special skill, I can unlock my aunt's charms, turning her into a beautiful and happy woman, and I can become an extraordinary man," Ding Ping said. "But where can I find such a skill?"

"If you want to learn it, that skill is right before your eyes,"

Ding Ping said with delight. "You know that skill?"

"Yes, I do," the Taoist priest said. "Are you willing to become my disciple?"

"Yes!" Ding Ping didn't hesitate. From their conversation, he knew that the Taoist priest was a true master, not a charlatan.

"Remember this: our sect is called the 'Flower Sect,' meaning to indulge in the beauty of flowers, to protect all flowers, to ensure they bloom eternally and become even more vibrant, adding color to all living beings."

Then, he had Ding Ping perform the apprenticeship ceremony and read the sect's oath: "All actions arise from emotion, from the heart, and follow the natural course." This means that the Flower Sect's actions stem from genuine feeling, exchanging one's heart for another's, and relieving the suffering of all beings.

Chapter Nineteen: The Alluring Xiaoling (Part Seven)

"After learning my sect's mental cultivation method, within a certain range, you can freely control the size, length, and duration of your male organ, giving women maximum satisfaction while a hundredfold increase in your power. Besides the physical, you can also reach the highest spiritual level with your loved one, that is, spiritual communion. But all of this only happens when both parties are truly invested. If you go against the other person's wishes, or if they are not truly invested, your abilities will weaken, and your body will be harmed." The Taoist said, "Among all living beings, finding someone with whom you share a deep connection is difficult. Even many couples are sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams. In such cases, learning my sect's mental cultivation method will actually harm the body and have no positive effect, therefore few people are willing to learn it."

"I believe that true affection outweighs indifference in the world." Ding Ping thought of the genuine affection Yu Xiaoling and Yu Yan had shown him; it was for their sake that he wanted to learn the Flower Sect's mental cultivation method.

"Alright, let's begin now."

So he began to teach Ding Ping the internal energy cultivation method, instructing him to memorize it completely. Then, starting with the Baihui acupoint on Ding Ping's body, he pressed down along the back from the Dazhui and Mingmen points to the waist, then from the Huiyin acupoint on the front, pressing the Qugu, Zhongji, Guanyuan, Shenque, Jianli, Zhongting, Yutang, and Tiantu points, which converged with Baihui to form a cycle. During this process, Ding Ping felt a surge of heat flowing into his body with each point he pressed. After finishing, the heat from these points formed a continuous line, as if it were still flowing within his body.

After completing this, Ding Ping glanced at the clock in the Taoist's room; it was already ten o'clock at night. He hadn't expected time to pass so quickly. The Taoist was covered in sweat, his face pale, as if he were exhausted.

"That's enough for today. Come again tomorrow. I'm tired and need to rest for the night," he said weakly. After saying this, he entered a meditative state.

"Yes, Master," Ding Ping gently withdrew and closed the door behind him.

Back at their lodgings, Yu Xiaoling was still waiting. Seeing him enter, she asked, "What are you doing? Why did you take so long?"

Ding Ping recounted the Taoist's words to her in detail. When he mentioned she was still a virgin, she shyly said, "The Taoist is talking nonsense. We've already done *that*, how can I still be a virgin?"

"He meant your emotional gate hasn't been opened yet. Psychologically, you're still a virgin. Only when your emotional gate is opened, and you can experience the passion between men and women, will you truly become a woman, a woman of captivating charm and allure."

Embarrassed, Ding Ping repeated the Taoist's words verbatim. She listened with increasing astonishment, finally believing the Taoist was a wise man, because what he said about Yu Xiaoling was true. When she was young, two elders had told her she possessed extraordinary abilities and was destined to bring misfortune to her husbands. At the time, she didn't understand, but now, after hearing the Taoist's words, she understood: if an ordinary man were with her, he would be unable to resist constantly making love to her, eventually dying from exhaustion.

She thought: "Luckily I met him, otherwise I would have harmed Ding Ping. If that had happened, I wouldn't have survived either."

After Ding Ping finished speaking, she said, "You must thank this master properly, learn his techniques diligently, and be a good disciple. Only then can you repay his life-saving grace."

Ding Ping knew that Yu Xiaoling, after hearing the whole story, understood that the Taoist priest was a master who had come to guide and save them.

"I will certainly not let my master down and will carry forward the Flower Sect." After saying this, he looked at Yu Xiaoling's stunning beauty under the lamplight, his heart swaying, and he couldn't help but pull her into his arms, his hand reaching into her breasts. Although Yu Xiaoling was also aroused, she still retained a sliver of consciousness. She gasped, "Ding Ping, we can't do it now. It's bad for your health. Didn't the Taoist say I'm still a virgin? After you've mastered the mental cultivation method, we can do it properly, for days and nights. I'll give you everything I have; you can do whatever you want."

Chapter Twenty: The Alluring Xiaoling (Part Eight)

Her words only fueled Ding Ping's lust: "Auntie, we just finished this morning, and everything's fine, isn't it? Now I want you. Let me have my way with you."

"I want to too, but hold back. We've been through so much before; what's a couple more days?" Hearing the Taoist's words, Yu Xiaoling, for Ding Ping's sake, refused to let him come again.

Ding Ping had no choice but to lie down with her on the bed and slowly fall asleep. Actually, he didn't know that Yu Xiaoling hadn't fallen asleep at all; she had only closed her eyes as dawn approached. Because she was even more distressed than Ding Ping, she desperately wanted him to enter her body immediately. Her allure, under Ding Ping's touch, was slowly beginning to emerge.

At six in the morning, Ding Ping woke up and immediately got out of bed to go to the Taoist's room. The Taoist was already up and doing his morning exercises. Seeing Ding Ping arrive so early, he said, "You're a promising young man."

Ding Ping greeted him in return, "Good morning, Master!"

"Today is crucial. First, take your aunt's meals for the day and tell her to take care of herself. This transmission of power will take at least a day."

After Ding Ping had done everything as instructed, the Taoist said to him, "Now I will transmit power to you so that you can quickly master the internal energy cultivation method of my Flower Sect. But this process is very dangerous; you cannot be distracted in the slightest. Now listen to me and begin meditating."

While Ding Ping meditated, he spoke to him from the side, and soon Ding Ping entered a state of complete detachment.

In the ensuing trance, Ding Ping experienced alternating sensations: sometimes as hot as a furnace, sometimes as cold as ice and snow, sometimes stinging all over, and sometimes feeling incredibly comfortable…

Amidst all these torments, Ding Ping finally awoke. He opened his eyes to find himself in the darkness. His master's voice rang out beside him: “The transmission of power is complete. A whole night has passed, and it's almost dawn. Your aunt must be very anxious waiting. Go now. You can leave as soon as it's light. From now on, just practice the mental cultivation method I've taught you once in the morning and once in the evening. Also, don't tell anyone about your presence here.”

Ding Ping kowtowed three times and then left.

Back at their lodgings, the light was still on. Ding Ping went in and saw that Yu Xiaoling hadn't slept at all, and had barely eaten the food he'd brought. Seeing Ding Ping enter, she hugged him tightly, saying, "You're finally back!"

"My master said my skills are complete. From now on, I just need to practice twice a day to strengthen them," Ding Ping replied, also putting his arm around her. "We can go home at dawn."

"Okay, we'll go home at dawn," Yu Xiaoling said, hugging Ding Ping even tighter, as if afraid he'd run away.

Yu Xiaoling had waited a whole day and night and was indeed exhausted. Seeing Ding Ping, she relaxed and fell asleep in his arms. Ding Ping showed no signs of fatigue, remaining motionless as Yu Xiaoling rested in his embrace.

Yu Xiaoling woke up to find it already broad daylight. Seeing Ding Ping still in the same position as the night before, motionless, she knew he was doing this to avoid waking her. She affectionately stroked Ding Ping's face: "Why are you so silly? Couldn't you put me on the bed? You must be exhausted."

"Holding my aunt isn't tiring," Ding Ping said. "Wash your face, let's eat something and go home."

"There's no need to rush, you can rest a while before leaving."

"My divine skill has just been perfected, how can I not be in a hurry?" Ding Ping looked at Yu Xiaoling, smiling mischievously.

Her face flushed: "You're so indecent so early in the morning, fine, I'll do as you say?"

Actually, she was already aroused, but the place wasn't appropriate, so she tried hard to control herself. Now, she was going along with Ding Ping's request to go home early and be with him… Thinking of this, she felt a warm, wet sensation in her lower body.

They found a taxi at the Lingyin Temple gate, and half an hour later, they arrived home.

They ate a little something outside, which served as lunch, before returning home.

After closing the door, Ding Ping embraced Yu Xiaoling and headed towards the bedroom: "Now let your auntie taste what my divine skills are like."

Yu Xiaoling removed his hand: "So impatient? Go take a bath first. You only wiped yourself down for two nights on the mountain, it's not comfortable."

"Yes, let's bathe together, we can even do things while we bathe, and then we'll go to bed after we're clean."

"What makes things so complicated with you? A bath is a bath, what do you mean by doing things while we bathe?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Ding Ping didn't argue with her, and his appearance made Yu Xiaoling want to laugh.

While they were talking, they went into the bathroom and took off each other's clothes. Yu Xiaoling's beautiful body was displayed before Ding Ping's eyes. Ding Ping stroked her firm, high, and large breasts, praising them endlessly: "Auntie, I don't know how you grew like this, how can these two white rabbits grow so big?"

At the same time, his hand also reached down to her lower body: "It's the same here, smooth and unique."

He stepped back, surveying her entire body, and said, "You're as beautiful as a goddess. Any man who sees you, even knowing it's death, will rush towards you."

"What do you mean, any man? I only want you." She reached out and grabbed his penis. "You're no different. It's so big here, a nemesis for us girls. Now that you've learned some Flower School techniques, aren't you even more formidable?"

They bathed together, enjoying each other's company.

In the bathroom, neither of them took any further action. They wanted to savor their most longed-for and most beautiful moment in bed.

On the bed, Yu Xiaoling lay on her back. Ding Ping came to her side, straddling her with his legs spread, and said, "Auntie, I'm here."

Yu Xiaoling looked at Ding Ping with seductive eyes. "Come on, I'm ready."

Ding Ping parted her legs and placed his penis on her private parts. She was already wet there. Gently, Ding Ping slid into her body, penetrating deeply, reaching her core.

Ding Ping stopped, activated his internal energy cultivation technique, and concentrated his inner energy on his penis, which was inside Yu Xiaoling's body, slowly channeling it into her. Yu Xiaoling felt a surge of heat from Ding Ping's penis, entering her body, rising up her lower abdomen and chest, then descending from the Baihui point on the top of her head, along her back to her waist, and back to the point of union with Ding Ping, flowing back into his body.

Then, an even stronger and hotter surge of heat erupted from Ding Ping's penis, entering Yu Xiaoling's clitoris. She felt a boom, as if her whole body was about to explode, and lost consciousness. She didn't know how much time had passed before she awoke, feeling as if she were soaking in a hot spring, floating in mid-air, or in heaven, completely comfortable and not wanting to wake up.

Ding Ping's inner energy circulated within her body, then returned to his own body, suddenly surging all of it back into Yu Xiaoling's body, while his semen also gushed out simultaneously, beyond Ding Ping's control. Just as Ding Ping fell into unconsciousness, his essence and blood rapidly flowed back from Yu Xiaoling's body, carrying with them a pure yin essence, circulating repeatedly.

After several cycles, they calmed down. The feeling was even more exhilarating than experiencing a thousand orgasms. At this moment, both of them were covered in sweat, and their odor was unpleasant.

Ding Ping had finally unlocked Yu Xiaoling's emotional barrier, and officially allowed Yu Xiaoling to lose her virginity.

Chapter Twenty-One: Aunt Xuemei

. Ding Ping got off Yu Xiaoling. As his penis was withdrawn from her body, a milky white fluid flowed out, mixed with specks of blood.

Yu Xiaoling sat up, feeling incredibly light. She also saw specks of bright red fluid: "Have I said goodbye to my virginity?"

Ding Ping found it unbelievable, but it confirmed the Taoist's words. He asked, "Do you feel any different than usual?"

"Nothing different, just lighter, and my skin seems more sensitive," she said. "It feels like waking up from a nightmare."

They changed the soiled sheets and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, Ding Ping looked at Yu Xiaoling and was stunned: she exuded a magical fragrance, a five-colored light flowed over her body, and her skin was fair with a rosy glow. Every movement was full of alluring charm, captivating him. Ding Ping could no

longer resist. He pulled her into his arms, his hands roaming freely over her body. She didn't resist, instead displaying various seductive gestures, actively responding to Ding Ping's actions. This time, the passion in the bathroom was even more intense than before. After reaching climax, Yu Xiaoling's skin underwent a slight change, and Ding Ping felt even more energetic.

Their passion hadn't subsided, so they moved to the living room, using the larger space to make their moves even more intense. Traces of their battle were left on the floor and sofa, the entire room filled with Yu Xiaoling's beautiful, melodious music… one climax after another, and they showed no signs of fatigue.

They moved their battlefield to the bedroom, to the bed. Yu Xiaoling took the initiative, straddling Ding Ping, her lower body engulfing his penis, bouncing up and down like riding a wild horse, undulating violently like surfing. Ding Ping's hands grasped her large breasts, kneading them with Yu Xiaoling's movements, his penis thrusting upwards inside her, matching her rise and fall, leading her to peak after peak.

The spring water gushing from her peach blossom spring flowed down Ding Ping's penis, lubricating it and moistening his lower abdomen. Each time Yu Xiaoling forcefully struck his lower abdomen with her genitals, it created a splashing sound, mingling with her moans, forming a symphony that ignited passion.

Until Yu Xiaoling recovered from her climax, she inadvertently turned her head and saw Li Xuemei standing at the bedroom door. Ding Ping hadn't noticed Li Xuemei's arrival. Yu Xiaoling didn't stop, but beckoned Li Xuemei in.

Li Xuemei was twenty-six years old this year. She married at twenty-three and divorced less than a year later. Afterwards, rumors spread that she was impotent, which she didn't refute, tantamount to admitting it.

She and Yu Xiaoling had always been good friends. When Yu Xiaoling asked her if the rumors were true, she told Yu Xiaoling the truth: she was actually uninterested in men, even feeling aversion towards them, and not impotent at all.

On their wedding night, her husband failed to penetrate her during their first sexual encounter due to her lack of cooperation. He initially attributed it to nervousness and didn't try again. Over the next few months, he tried several more times, but each time he couldn't penetrate her, and it caused him considerable pain. He began to suspect she might be abnormal. However, because she was beautiful, he couldn't bear to give her up and tried many methods, but still couldn't achieve penetration. After more than half a year, he finally gave up and divorced her.

This is how her reputation as a woman with imperforate bones spread. She herself didn't seem to care; in fact, she was happy that no one bothered her anymore. However, her parents and others couldn't stand the cold words and became indifferent to her.

Therefore, she rarely went home and didn't want to go home.

Yu Xiaoling repeatedly asked her, "Are you really a woman with imperforate bones?"

She replied, "How could I be a woman with imperforate bones?"

She had Yu Xiaoling examine her, and indeed, she was no different from a normal woman; she was probably normal.

"Then why do you not refute the claim that you're a 'stone woman'?"

"Because for the past six months of our marriage, his thing hasn't entered my body, we haven't had sex, and we haven't consummated our marriage. So he thinks I'm a 'stone woman,' and that way, no one bothers me anymore. So I let him talk."

"After you got this label, will anyone still marry you?"

"If I don't want to get married, I won't. Anyway, I'm not interested in men. I think it's better this way."

"What if you meet a man you like? Will he marry a 'stone woman'?"

"We'll see. If there really is such a man, he won't believe other people's rumors."

Yu Xiaoling thought about it and felt that what she said made sense. Wasn't she the same kind of person? But could they meet such a man?

After learning about Li Xuemei's family's attitude, she took the initiative to give her a key: "Come to my place when you don't want to stay at home. You can open the door yourself when I'm not there."

From then on, Li Xuemei often stayed at Yu Xiaoling's house. After getting to know Ding Ping, she also admired Ding Ping and thought he was a very good young man.

When Ding Ping returned this time, Yu Xiaoling sensed a change in him, and Li Xuemei felt the same way, gaining a different understanding of him. For the first time, she felt a man's affection for him. Yu Xiaoling also sensed this change in her.

While she was with Ding Ping, she thought of Li Xuemei. If Ding Ping could stir up waves in her own long-dormant desires, why couldn't he open the door to Li Xuemei's seemingly barren heart? Besides, Li Xuemei had developed unusual feelings for Ding Ping this time; she was sure she could accept him.

Just as she was preparing to talk to Li Xuemei after her encounter with Ding Ping, Yu Xiaoling noticed her presence. Why not have her join in immediately?

If Li Xuemei wasn't interested in Ding Ping, it would save Yu Xiaoling some trouble.

As soon as Li Xuemei entered, she heard their moans, panting, and incoherent murmurs. Knowing what they were doing, she wanted to turn away, but her legs slid inwards to their doorway, peeking out. She even became aroused; her lower body became wet, her breathing rapid, her breasts hardened, and her nipples stood erect, until Yu Xiaoling noticed.

Seeing Yu Xiaoling beckoning to her, Li Xuemei blushed, feeling shy, and inching forward.

Yu Xiaoling stood up from Ding Ping and said to him, "Ding Ping, look who's here?"

Ding Ping turned his head to look outside, thinking to himself: Who could be coming now? Besides, it's not the right time.

But he was stunned. People kept coming, and it was always the beautiful Li Xuemei. What should he do? He was with his aunt...

He looked up at Yu Xiaoling and saw her smiling at him. He seemed to understand something: Could it be that his aunt wanted Li Xuemei to do it with them?

As expected, Yu Xiaoling said, "Ding Ping, Li Xuemei is my good friend. We share joys and sorrows, but she's still quite shy, so you'll have to take the initiative."

After saying that, she got off the bed, went to Li Xuemei, and reached out to take off her clothes. Li Xuemei stammered, "Sister Ling, I..."

"It's nothing. Since you're interested in Ding Ping, what's there to hold you back? You see how happy I am with him, he'll definitely make you happy too." She then turned to Ding Ping and called out, "What are you still standing there for? Come and help!" 03-15
Chapter Twenty-Two: A Happy Trio (Part One)

Upon hearing this, Ding Ping went to Li Xuemei and helped Yu Xiaoling take off her clothes. Soon, Li Xuemei was completely naked. Facing Ding Ping for the first time, Li Xuemei was still reserved and used her hands to cover her private parts. In fact, it didn't do much good; once the clothes were off, how could her hands still cover them?

Looking at Li Xuemei, Ding Ping thought to himself, "Truly a gem among women. Her skin is like snow, smooth and delicate. The two red dots on her breasts and the budding flower between her legs are like three red plum blossoms scattered on a snow-white earth, creating a beautiful picture."

Like Yu Xiaoling, Li Xuemei also had a "white tiger" (a term for a woman with a white vulva), with a smooth, white patch between her legs revealing two red lips—something Ding Ping hadn't expected.

Encountering even one "white tiger" was rare enough; Ding Ping had encountered two at once, which filled him with joy. Folklore says that "white tigers" bring misfortune to their husbands because people don't know that these women have exceptionally strong sexual desires. Ordinary men might be unable to resist having frequent relations with them, eventually leading to exhaustion and death. Outsiders perceive this as a sign of widowhood.

Ding Ping knew that such women were the cream of the crop, generally not easily moved by men, but once they did, they would do anything for that man. Both of them were now attracted to Ding Ping, but Ding Ping wouldn't be in any trouble because he could now control his ejaculation. Not only would it not harm his body, but it would also bring them greater pleasure, and they could also give him great pleasure in return.

Ding Ping, captivated, pulled Li Xuemei into his arms and kissed her delicate lips. At first, Li Xuemei was a little hesitant, but after a while, under Ding Ping's kisses, she gradually became more passionate and began to respond to his French kisses. Her arms encircled Ding Ping's neck, and Ding Ping followed her neck to her breasts, taking her nipples into his mouth and gently sucking. His hands then moved down her back to her buttocks, from her cleft to between her legs. She was already wet there. Ding Ping withdrew his right hand and gently caressed her, causing her to involuntarily press her lower body against Ding Ping, letting out rapid breaths.

Seeing that the time was right, Ding Ping led her to the bedside and laid her down. He continued to kiss and caress her until her whole body flushed and went limp, pulling Ding Ping closer to her. Ding Ping then parted her legs and pressed his penis against her private parts, gently but firmly pushing it in.

After only a few steps, Ding Ping encountered resistance. He wondered: Could she still be a virgin? Ding Ping knew she had been married before, but he didn't know that she was a virgin and had divorced because of her imperforate genitals. Yu Xiaoling had never told him about this before, and now he hadn't had a chance to.

Yu Xiaoling, watching from the side, was also nervous when she saw Ding Ping hesitate. She was worried that Li Xuemei really was a virgin. But when she saw Ding Ping thrust his hips forcefully, and his penis entered Li Xuemei's body, and Li Xuemei cried out in pain, "Ouch...oh...", Yu Xiaoling's heart finally settled down. At the same time, she was happy for Li Xuemei; she could finally enjoy the pleasures of human relations.

Yu Xiaoling knew Ding Ping's prowess and his size, and feared he might be as violent as he had been with her, showing no tenderness and potentially hurting Li Xuemei. So she reached between their bodies, grasped Ding Ping's penis, and said, "Go slower, be gentler, this is Li Xuemei's first time."

Chapter Twenty-Three: A Joyful Threesome (Part Two)

Ding Ping nodded, gently thrusting, not penetrating deeply. Slowly, Li Xuemei recovered from the initial pain, began to enjoy the pleasure, and entered the state. With Ding Ping's thrusts, she began to moan and groan. After four or five minutes, her whole body flushed red, her hands tightly gripping Ding Ping's buttocks, pressing down hard, her lower body thrusting upwards.

Ding Ping knew she was close to her climax, so he increased the force and speed of his thrusts, finally bringing her to the peak of pleasure amidst her cries.

During this process, Ding Ping activated the internal energy of the Flower School, organically fusing his yang energy with Li Xuemei's virgin yin energy, further enhancing his power. This also allowed Li Xuemei to truly experience the pleasures of being a woman, erasing her previous aversion to men.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaoling, watching from the sidelines, could no longer contain herself, but because it was Li Xuemei's first time, she was too embarrassed to interrupt them. As Li Xuemei neared her climax, she couldn't resist any longer. She went to the bed, lay on top of Ding Ping, and pressed her large breasts against his back, rubbing her genitals against his buttocks to relieve her own heat. The fluid flowing from her lower body not only wet Ding Ping's buttocks but also ran down his buttocks, mixing with Li Xuemei's fluid and soaking the sheets.

Ding Ping was sandwiched between the two women, like a sandwich filling the sandwich. He channeled his inner energy, using the points of contact between his body and theirs to circulate his internal energy within all three, constantly gathering their yin energy and combining it with his own yang energy. The combined power of the three was far greater than that of the two alone, and soon Li Xuemei reached the peak of pleasure.

After Li Xuemei reached her climax, Yu Xiaoling immediately pulled Ding Ping down, leading him into her already overflowing paradise. They advanced rapidly, quickly reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

Afterwards, Ding Ping lay between the two women, playing with their erect breasts, while they manipulated his still-erect penis, whispering intimate secrets.

When Ding Ping asked Li Xuemei why she was still a virgin, she told him her story. After Li Xuemei finished speaking, Yu Xiaoling said, "Ding Ping, you're so lucky! You lost two virgins in one day, and they're both exceptionally beautiful."

"Yes, I really have to thank God for this good fortune. I also thank both beauties for keeping their virginity until now."

Li Xuemei, still flushed from her orgasm, said shyly, "I thank Ding Ping for letting me experience the joy of being a woman! And I thank Sister Yan for letting me share her joy."

Li Xuemei said she was a little hungry, and upon hearing this, Ding Ping and Yu Xiaoling also felt a little hungry.

They tore off the soiled order slip and took it to the bathroom to wash it; this was the second time their sheets had gotten dirty that day.

Yu Xiaoling said again, "Ding Ping, you have to wash the sheets yourself this time, because you're the one who always gets them dirty. If you don't wash them, who will?"

"Okay, I'll wash them." After saying that, Ding Ping took the order slip to the bathroom.

So the three of them got up, started cooking, and then ate together. Ding Ping was very mischievous, sometimes having Yu Xiaoling straddle him, sometimes having Li Xuemei straddle him, and inserting his penis into both of them, doing it while eating. Sometimes Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei didn't even have the appetite to eat. They didn't eat much in their upper body, but they ate much more down there.

This meal lasted for more than two hours. Yu Xiaoling had been with Ding Ping since returning from Lingyin Temple and hadn't rested, so her lower body was a little red and swollen. Li Xuemei, because it was her first time, also suffered some damage under Ding Ping's high-intensity thrusting. Like Yu Xiaoling, her lower body was red, swollen, and a little painful.

That's how it is. As long as Ding Ping's hands, imbued with internal energy, move over their bodies, it ignites their passion. They rush towards Ding Ping like moths to a flame, forgetting their pain.

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Joyful Trio (Part Three)

In the end, Ding Ping prevailed. Under his relentless attacks, Yu Xiaoling's Li Xuemei finally couldn't bear it any longer, stopped pestering Ding Ping, and fell asleep on the bed. Soon, she fell into a deep sleep.

Ding Ping didn't wake them, because they were indeed too tired, and their virginity had been absorbed by Ding Ping. Although Ding Ping was also improving their internal energy, it was their first time, and they had lost more than they could have in a day.

Ding Ping cleaned the dining table and tidied the kitchen. Seeing that they were sleeping soundly, he opened a book that the Taoist had given him.

The Taoist had told him that this book was about the strange phenomena of men and women. Ding Ping hadn't had time to read it all day, and he didn't know much about male and female physiology. He took advantage of Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei's rest to see what kind of book it was.

He turned to the first page of the book, and the description immediately caught his eye.

It stated: "White Tiger and Azure Dragon, lacking pubic hair, is called alopecia. Women with alopecia are commonly called 'White Tiger'; men with alopecia are commonly called 'Azure Dragon.' Both 'White Tiger' and 'Azure Dragon' are considered ominous omens, bringing misfortune to women, husbands, and wives respectively."

It further stated: "White Tiger Spirit: refers to adult women without pubic hair. Such women are considered unlucky, bringing misfortune to their ancestors and husbands. They are also considered promiscuous, 'wasting men' or 'wasting women,' bringing misfortune to their ancestors, husbands, and wives.

The meeting of Azure Dragon and White Tiger is considered very auspicious, a rare sight. If two or more White Tigers share one husband, it is considered extremely rare and exceptional. If the large petals of the White Tiger's genitals are thick and completely cover the smaller petals, it is called 'Lotus Stem'; if the large petals are small, causing the smaller petals to protrude, it is called 'Peony'." Two lotus blossoms together form a "twin lotus," representing a passive woman; two peonies together form a "hundred flowers in full bloom," representing an active woman. Both types are considered the epitome of womanhood, men's favorites, but also bring misfortune to men, being called "husband-killers." The book

then introduced many other aspects of male-female sexual knowledge, broadening Ding Ping's horizons.

After reading, Ding Ping went to the bed, parted Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei's legs to examine their private parts. They indeed resembled the twin lotus blossoms described in the book. Ding Ping then woke them up.

"I have a new method; let's try it now," Ding Ping said.

Following the book's instructions, he had Yu Xiaoling lie on the bottom, with Li Xuemei on top, their legs spread, their private parts side-by-side, pressed tightly together. Ding Ping saw that, as the book described, their private parts were indeed slightly open, like two unopened twin lotus blossoms, awaiting the nourishment of rain.

Ding Ping immediately raised his gun and charged towards Li Xuemei, who was already very wet. Upon entering, he felt the pressure from both of them, a much closer contact than when he was alone with her. Simultaneously, as Ding Ping thrust into Li Xuemei, he also stimulated Yu Xiaoling's genitals, giving her a powerful impact. Driven by Ding Ping's immense force, Li Xuemei and Yu Xiaoling experienced intense friction, embracing each other and pressing their breasts together tightly, giving them a different kind of pleasure.

Ding Ping thrust into Li Xuemei for a long time, bringing her to a small orgasm. Then he thrust into Yu Xiaoling's constantly wet genitals, pressing his hands on Li Xuemei's buttocks, applying strong pressure. As Ding Ping entered and exited Yu Xiaoling's genitals, he also gave Li Xuemei considerable friction, providing her with even greater stimulation. After about ten minutes, they both reached a peak, experiencing immense pleasure.

While the three of them rested, Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei asked Ding Ping in unison where he had learned this method. Ding Ping told them that he had learned the skill from a book his master had given him. They were amazed, never expecting that they, who were not pubic, would have such a method and such a wonderful effect.

They also came up with a new idea based on the previous method. Li Xuemei said, "We were passive just now, but now we'll take the initiative. You lie down, and we'll hug each other, with our lower bodies pressed tightly together as if we were lying down. I'll straddle you. Wouldn't that be nice?"

Ding Ping thought it was a good idea and decided to try it, so he lay down.

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Happy Trio (Part Four)

They straddled Ding Ping, and their lower bodies took his penis into their mouths. During their up-and-down movements, they completely separated from Ding Ping's penis. When they sat down, they didn't need to deliberately switch partners; they naturally took turns taking his penis in and out. Sometimes Ding Ping's penis entered Yu Xiaoling's private parts, sometimes Li Xuemei's private parts, and sometimes it slid between their private parts.

Before long, they reached an even greater climax, collapsing onto Ding Ping.

After resting for a while, seeing that Ding Ping hadn't ejaculated, they began to use their mouths on him, while Ding Ping's hands roamed over their bodies. Finally, his fingers entered their bodies, pressing their G-spots, making them lose control and moan incessantly, no longer bothering to kiss Ding Ping...

Just as the three of them were making a ruckus, Yu Yan called. She asked on the phone, "Ding Ping, how is your aunt's illness?"

When Ding Ping said it was nothing serious, she said, "If that's the case, why didn't you call me? Tell me? Have you forgotten me so quickly?"

Ding Ping quickly apologized, saying he would be back in a day or two and asked her not to be angry. At this moment, Yu Xiaoling snatched the phone away: "I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and now you're bringing up Ding Ping? Tell me, what methods did you use to seduce Ding Ping?"

Yu Yan, instead of being surprised, was delighted: "Ding Ping told you everything? I knew you were lovesick. You'd be fine once Ding Ping returned. Are you with Ding Ping now?"

"Yes, we're together. Do you want to hear it?" With that, she straddled Ding Ping and sat down heavily, placing the phone between their intimate parts so Yu Yan could clearly hear the splashing sounds of their movements.

Yu Yan clearly hadn't expected Yu Xiaoling to do this. Hearing the splashing sounds and recalling her time with Ding Ping, her anger flared immediately: "How could you do this? Aren't you ashamed?"

"You're ashamed too?" Yu Xiaoling said: "Okay, I won't make things difficult for you. If you listen any longer, you won't be able to sleep tonight. Ding Ping will be back soon, just bear with it."

With that, she hung up the phone.

“Just that one time is enough to make her suffer. It won’t be long before her desire subsides,” Yu Xiaoling said.

Li Xuemei said, “You usually seem so refined. I never expected you to do something like this. Aren’t you ashamed?”

“You try to talk to me like that. Let’s see if you’re ashamed.” After saying that, she said she was going to touch Li Xuemei’s private parts and called Ding Ping for help. In an instant, the room was filled with the sight of spring again.

Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei were indeed injured. After dinner, they both put on their clothes and kept their distance from Ding Ping, not wanting him to tease them. Ding Ping could tell they were genuinely afraid, so he didn't bother them.

That night, although they slept together, Yu Xiaoling hadn't rested well for several days, and Ding Ping needed to consolidate the gains he had made from practicing internal energy cultivation with the two of them that day. Li Xuemei also couldn't be intimate with Ding Ping. Thus, the three of them slept peacefully and soundly through the night.

The next morning, when they saw each other, they were all surprised by the changes in each other: Ding Ping's spirit and demeanor were completely different from the previous two days; he no longer seemed like a teenage boy, but possessed a strange charm for women. Yu Xiaoling looked like a woman in her early twenties, radiating youthful vitality and a charming allure that stirred men's hearts. Li Xuemei, on the other hand, had shed her previous gloomy aura; her face had a luminous glow that made her seem sacred and inviolable.

"The Taoist's skill is truly miraculous, causing such a great change in us. I wonder what will happen next?" Ding Ping said.

"This change is also due to our sexual relationship, the balance of Yin and Yang. People say that isolated Yin cannot grow, and isolated Yang cannot produce," Yu Xiaoling said.

"Yes, the relationship between men and women cannot violate human nature, otherwise it would be against the natural order," Li Xuemei said. "I didn't think about this issue thoroughly before."

It seems that through Ding Ping's guidance, Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei's emotions have been fully opened, and their understanding of men and women has taken a big step forward.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Professor Liu Xinhua

"Aunt Mei, Auntie, I've been home for three or four days now. Auntie's illness is completely cured, and Aunt Mei has also been freed from her previous suffering. I'm going back to school," Ding Ping said.

"I know. Stay home for another day today. Take the night train, and you'll be there after a nap."

"Okay, I'll listen to Auntie." Ding Ping knew they were reluctant to see him leave, but he couldn't stay. Only after graduation, when he brought them to his home, could they be together for a long time.

That day, Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei disregarded their own health. As long as Ding Ping had the strength, even if he didn't move at all, as long as his penis was erect, the two of them would sit, cling, or lie side by side, the three of them never stopping.

Ding Ping could only use his supernatural powers to keep his penis erect and cooperate with them, letting them enjoy themselves to the fullest. He would only be able to return once a month at the very least, and sometimes he wouldn't be able to come back at all. Once

on the train, Ding Ping slept until the destination, without waking up once during the journey, which showed how exhausted he was that day. Fortunately, he had the skills of the Flower School, which kept his energy from being depleted; otherwise, how could he have gotten up under their intense onslaught?

His project with Professor Liu had just begun, and due to his aunt's illness, he hadn't had a chance to get to know her better. Therefore, before boarding the train, Ding Ping contacted Professor Liu Xinhua, and after getting off the train, he went directly back to the school and to Professor Liu Xinhua's house.

When Ding Ping arrived at her house, Liu Xinhua had just gotten up. After having Ding Ping eat with them, they started working: "These past few days, I've mainly been considering structural issues, but I feel like there are some key areas I can't break through. Maybe I haven't found the real nodes yet."

After breakfast, the two of them began working.

"My idea mainly focuses on the nodes. Only three-dimensional nodes can enable multi-directional communication between various subsystems, thus forming a large, complete system," Ding Ping said.

Then they discussed this issue in detail...

The morning passed quickly, and Ding Ping wanted to go back to the school cafeteria for lunch. Liu Xinhua asked him to stay: "From now on, you can eat at my house. The cost won't be much more with just you."

Ding Ping was a straightforward and unpretentious person. Seeing that Professor Liu genuinely wanted him to stay, he said without hesitation, "Professor Liu, I won't stand on ceremony. I can pay you some money for meals every month."

"If that's the case, then go back to the school cafeteria. Do you think I'm short a few dollars?" Liu Xinhua was a little annoyed.

Ding Ping had no choice but to apologize, and that was the end of it. From then on, Ding Ping would eat lunch at her house, and later, as the project progressed, he basically lived and ate there.

At noon, Liu Xinhua would take a break, so she let Ding Ping study and research in her computer room by himself.

In October, the temperature was still quite high. Seeing his teacher resting, Ding Ping, alone in his underwear, felt very cool, much better than with the air conditioning on.

After some time, Liu Xinhua came up. Ding Ping instinctively stood up: "Director Liu, you're up?"

But Ding Ping himself didn't notice, however, due to his amazing physique, although his penis wasn't erect, it still made his underwear bulge and stand very high. Liu Xinhua immediately noticed his erection: "This Ding Ping, in broad daylight, how can he be like this?"

Liu Xinhua thought to herself, assuming Ding Ping had an erection, while also feeling a little strange.

Ding Ping didn't notice his own problem. Seeing Liu Xinhua's questioning expression after looking at him, he said, "It was a bit hot at noon, so I took off my coat. It's much more comfortable than with the air conditioning on."

"Oh, you should be more careful when there are outsiders," Liu Xinhua said.

"I'll definitely listen to Director Liu. I won't do that when there are outsiders," Ding Ping assured her.

At this moment, she also noticed that Ding Ping's penis wasn't erect, but just the right size. Her initial strangeness turned into a turbulent feeling: this little brat is not only handsome, but also has such assets; he'll surely charm countless women in the future.

They continued their morning's topic. In the afternoon, she only wore a short-sleeved shirt. During their discussions, their arms inevitably touched. Ding Ping's internal energy cultivation technique unconsciously took effect on Liu Xinhua, giving her a wonderful feeling during their skin-to-skin contact. This led her to sometimes deliberately touch Ding Ping's arm, even pressing down on him during the contact. For the entire afternoon, her arm and Ding Ping's arm were practically touching.

"What's wrong with me? Why am I like this? Why do I feel this way when I'm around this little brat?" Liu Xinhua was somewhat confused about her own reaction. She had never thought about anything related to men and women before, because in her mind, it was impossible.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Diligent Study

Ding Ping still had to go back to school for his regular classes. On Monday, he walked into the classroom, sat down at the back, and the teacher was lecturing. He opened his textbook, listened for a while, and found it boring. The teacher's lecture had nothing new; it was faster to read the book himself. He wondered what these teachers were thinking. Perhaps they were using someone else's lesson plan or their own, just using it as is, so convenient.

This was the characteristic of Chinese education, Ding Ping thought to himself as the class ended.

“I don’t need to come to the second class. I can study at the library on my own. It’s much better than this. I can ask Professor Liu Xinhua if I don’t understand something.” Ding Ping thought, “It seems that apart from going to Professor Liu Xinhua’s house, I’ll be spending the rest of my time at the school library.”

On Saturday, while everyone else went to see friends, fellow villagers, or went on dates, Ding Ping learned that Professor Liu Xinhua was free. He arrived at the library around nine o’clock, found the librarian, got a membership card with internet access, borrowed two books related to his major, and then found a relatively quiet place to sit down. He connected the laptop that Yu Yan had bought for him to the internet and started reading while searching for relevant information online.

Ding Ping had one major characteristic: he either didn’t do anything at all, or he was very serious and focused. He sat there for two hours until he felt the need to go to the bathroom, at which point he looked up and stretched.

At this time, he noticed that it was different from usual when he was alone. A girl had come and sat opposite him. Perhaps sensing the quietness, she had two or three books in front of her and was reading and taking notes very seriously.

Perhaps Ding Ping's movements were too vigorous, for the girl looked up and smiled slightly at him as a greeting. Ding Ping politely returned the smile and nodded before heading towards the restroom.

"She's a very pretty girl. What's she doing here?" Ding Ping wondered as he made his way to the restroom.

During his month-long university life, few people went to the library on weekends, and even fewer girls. Pretty girls rarely went to the library, as they weren't focused on studying, let alone someone as pretty as her. Seeing her in the library now puzzled him.

Back at the library, Ding Ping didn't study. Instead, he searched and browsed online for things he needed—not his current studies, but research materials for his project.

At 11:30, he packed up, preparing to end his morning study session. The girl opposite him saw him packing, glanced at her watch, and said, "11:30?" She then also packed her books, ready to leave.

As she left, Ding Ping politely nodded goodbye, and the girl smiled back.

At 2 PM, Ding Ping returned to his seat from the morning. The girl who had sat opposite him that morning was already there, and they greeted each other with smiles.

Ding Ping had settled into his planned study and life rhythm: on Saturdays and Sundays, he spent his days in the library studying computer science, and his evenings studying his regular classes in the classroom. During regular classes from Monday to Friday, he would go to Professor Liu Xinhua's home to study and work on research projects with her.

Because he was also helping Professor Liu Xinhua with her research projects in addition to his studies, he had virtually no free time. He didn't participate in entertainment activities, parties, or date girls, which made him seem unusual to his classmates.

Ding Ping always sat in the same seat at the library. Over time, he became very familiar with the library staff, who greatly admired his dedication to learning. In today's society, people like Ding Ping are rare. Sometimes, if someone unintentionally sat in his seat, the staff would ask them to leave, saying that the seat was already taken.

The girl opposite him usually came on weekends, as she was probably in class during the week and rarely came, only two or three times a week, at fixed times on those days, presumably during study time.

For the first week or two, with the girl's arrival, more and more boys filled this quiet corner, clearly because of the pretty girl. Some tried to approach her under various pretexts, but after a polite response, she would bury herself in her book, ignoring everything else. These boys weren't there to study in the first place, and after a while, they got bored and gradually stopped coming. Four weeks later, only the two of them were left.

Ding Ping acted as if he didn't see any of this; regardless of whether there were many or few people, he would smile and greet the girl when he met her.

A month later, on a Saturday morning at nine o'clock, Ding Ping arrived at the library on time. After greeting the staff, he went to his seat. The girl opposite him had arrived earlier that day and was already reading.

Ding Ping's fiddling with the computer startled her. She looked up and said, "You're here?"

Ding Ping was taken aback. For the past month, they had become acquainted in their minds, but their greetings had always been silent. Today, she suddenly spoke to him, and he didn't react immediately.

"What? Don't want to talk to me?" she asked when Ding Ping didn't answer.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly," Ding Ping replied apologetically.

"Oh, it's okay," she smiled.

Ding Ping didn't say anything, just smiled apologetically, and started connecting the network cable to QQ. Today he planned to learn some drafting software, but there were a few things he couldn't figure out, so he wanted to ask some netizens.

He sent a message to his netizen, Xiao Ming, wanting to find him.

A while later, Xiao Ming replied: "At the library, programming on the computer. What's up?"

Ding Ping replied: "I'm also at the school library. There are some things I don't understand just by reading the book. I wanted to ask you."

Xiao Ming: "What problem are you having? It's not an operational issue, is it?" He sent a message.

Ding Ping: "Damn, am I that bad?" It's an image processing problem.

Xiaoming: We're not even in the same league. I'm learning programming, you're asking about applications. What are you using?

Ding Ping: Photoshop.

Xiaoming: Sorry, but I haven't used this software before. I'm still learning it, but I don't know how to use it yet. I'll discuss it with you after I'm familiar with it.

Ding Ping: Really? You don't know how? Why are you wasting so much of my time?

Xiaoming: Can't we just chat? It's been a while since we last met, I've missed you all.

Ding Ping: Hehe, same here. I won't take up any more of your time, I'll explore it myself. Goodbye!

Xiaoming: Goodbye!

Ding Ping opened Photoshop, reading a book while practicing using the software on the computer with a picture, but there were always some problems that he couldn't find solutions to in the book.

Ding Ping sighed and shook his head helplessly.

The girl across from him looked up. "What's wrong? Having trouble with something?"

"Nothing much, just a hobby I do in my spare time, and I've run into some obstacles."

"Is it related to computers?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"I saw you fiddling with the computer for a long time, and then you gave up. I guessed it was something like that." She said, "Let me see what the problem is."

Ding Ping scratched his head, looking at her sheepishly.

"It's okay, I understand. You're very focused on your studies; nothing around you seems to bother you." She came to his rescue. "Give me your computer; I'll see if I can solve your problem."

"Thank you for your help."

With that, Ding Ping switched seats with her.

"You opened Photoshop, are you learning this?"

"Yes, I think its image processing functions are great, so I wanted to learn it, but I'm still not satisfied with the background removal technique."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Girl Shiyu.

"The background of your image is quite complex. To remove it from the background, you need to use channels and highlights, then convert it into a selection area to remove the transparent areas without damaging the details."

As she spoke, she called Ding Ping over and demonstrated the operation on the computer, then let Ding Ping do it himself. She explained the principle behind it, and Ding Ping quickly grasped the technique.

"Thank you! I'm sorry to have taken up your time." Ding Ping thanked her after finishing.

"You're welcome. I'm mainly here to broaden my knowledge, nothing important." She said, "These things seem simple, but if you don't understand the principles and just try to figure it out on your own, it's very difficult. But once you understand it, it's very easy."

"What grade are you in?" Ding Ping asked, seeing how proficient she was.

"Freshman, what about you?"

"Me?" Ding Ping hesitated to answer. He should be a freshman in a less specialized field, but his studies were disorganized, and he'd already covered some material up to junior year level. "I'm a junior, you're only a freshman, how come you're so skilled with computers?"

"I'm quite fond of computers. I learned all this in high school. I didn't realize you were a junior. Are you that old?" She was a little skeptical. Ding Ping looked young, but he was quite tall, so she wasn't sure.

"If you don't have anything else to do at noon, I'll treat you," Ding Ping said, dodging her question. "I have such a good teacher here, and I'm not using him? I just contacted someone a thousand miles away to ask him for advice. Isn't that going the long way around?"

Ding Ping wanted to treat her to dinner for another reason. He thought Zhang Shiyu's computer skills were so high that he wanted to introduce her to Yu Yan so she could help Yu Yan with some things.

"I'm free today anyway, so I'll treat you to a meal, but it won't interfere with your study time, will it?" She was cheerful and readily agreed.

"I didn't have any study assignments today. My goal was to learn what you just taught me. Before, I thought I wouldn't be able to finish it all day, so I saved almost a whole day. I should treat you."

"That way I can eat with a clear conscience. It's still early for dinner, and you've finished your task. Now, can I borrow your computer for a while?"

Ding Ping said, "Whatever you want."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

She opened the book in front of her and started operating the computer while reading, completely absorbed.

Ding Ping didn't disturb her. He opened "Computer Systems and System Software" and focused on reading it. He had just gotten this textbook from a classmate's classmate yesterday. After reading for a while, he forgot everything else.

The call of "Hello...hello..." pulled Ding Ping's attention from his book back to reality. He didn't immediately realize who was being called, and looked up blankly around.

"What are you looking at? I called you." The girl opposite him was a little amused and exasperated by Ding Ping's expression, unsure if he was genuinely focused on his studies or just pretending.

Ding Ping's memory finally returned to his book: "Sorry, I didn't know you were calling me. Is something wrong?"

"Weren't you going to treat me to dinner? What time is it?"

Actually, she had just woken up from her computer session. Looking at the time, nearly two hours had passed. Looking at the person opposite her, he was still engrossed in his book. That's why she called him, but not knowing his name, she just kept saying "hello, hello." Luckily, no one was around, or it would have been incredibly embarrassing.

Ding Ping glanced at her and quickly said, "It's 11:30, time for dinner. Come on, you pick a place."

They walked out of the west gate of the campus, and the girl found a relatively quiet small hotel. They went inside, and Ding Ping followed behind her, saying, "Today is my apprenticeship ceremony, so I want to treat you properly. Don't try to save me money."

"Then you pick a place for me. You're treating, how can I choose?" she joked.

"I don't know any good places, that's why I'm letting you choose. Don't be shy."

"Really? You don't even know that? Haven't you ever eaten out before?"

Ding Ping blushed. "I really haven't eaten out before."

Hearing Ding Ping's words, she looked at him as if he were a monster, making Ding Ping blush even more, and only then did she believe him.

She ordered a small restaurant, sat down, and looked at Ding Ping, saying, "If I hadn't seen the truth in your expression, I wouldn't have believed you."

Before Ding Ping could speak, she extended her hand: "I can't eat your food and still not know your name, can I?"

Ding Ping also extended his hand, shaking hers: "Ding Ping, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Zhang Shiyu, I've been waiting for you to ask first, but in the end, I couldn't resist asking your name first."

"Remember the first time you smiled and greeted me? It felt like we were old friends, a very good feeling, so I felt there was no need to ask your name."

"Really?" Zhang Shiyu hadn't expected Ding Ping to be so eloquent, and felt a warm glow inside. When

she first met Ding Ping at the library, she had an indescribable feeling. Later, Ding Ping only nodded or smiled as a greeting, never speaking to her or acknowledging her. She thought Ding Ping was like some other boys who wanted to get close to her, deliberately acting mysterious and pretentious to attract her attention.

She played along, even greeting him politely, thinking, "Let's see how long you can keep up this act."

Ding Ping, however, remained inactive. Sometimes Zhang Shiyu arrived, and he acted as if he didn't know, ignoring the many boys who deliberately tried to approach her. Sometimes she would deliberately make noise in her seat, but he wouldn't notice. This infuriated Zhang Shiyu. She vented her anger on the boys who came to read because of her, until eventually no more boys came. Ding Ping remained unchanged, showing no reaction to her actions.

Somewhat resentful, she secretly asked a library staff member. The staff member told her, "I haven't seen a student like this in recent years. He acts like he doesn't need to attend classes, coming here to read and study every day, without fail on weekends and holidays."

"Does he always sit like this every time he comes?"

"Yes, except for going to the toilet and moving around, I haven't seen him do anything else."

After talking to the staff member, her feelings towards Ding Ping changed. Through her observation, she found that Ding Ping was indeed studying diligently and attentively, seemingly unaffected by what was happening around him.

Under her observation, Ding Ping's every move seemed so natural, not at all pretentious, which is why she took the initiative to talk to him, wanting to understand what kind of person he really was.

During the meal, Zhang Shiyu asked Ding Ping, "Your parents are both from the countryside?"

"My parents are both from the countryside, but I don't have much of an impression of them," Ding Ping's voice was somewhat low. "My mother died in childbirth, and my father passed away when I was three years old."

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Shiyu said, at a loss for words.

"It's alright, everyone has their share of hardships in life, it's just a matter of when they come," Ding Ping said. "You haven't told me about your situation yet?"

"Did you ask me?" Zhang Shiyu retorted. "I can't just come to you and tell you how I am, can I?"

Ding Ping laughed. "It's because I didn't ask you. I always felt we were so close that I didn't feel like asking."

"Why did you suddenly ask me now?"

"We were talking about our parents, and I really wanted to know how you were doing, so I asked."

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Two in Love

"I'm sorry, I always make you sad."

"I told you it's okay. Being sad only makes my parents in the afterlife sad. I can only live a better life to be worthy of them, and that's what they would want to see."

"My family is in a county in southern Zhejiang, which is considered a rural area," Zhang Shiyu changed the subject. "My father is a low-level civil servant, and my mother is a teacher. Our family isn't very wealthy, but we're very happy."

"No wonder you're so beautiful, beauties come from Jiangnan!" Ding Ping exclaimed sincerely.

"Am I pretty?"

"Yes!"

"Why have you ignored me for the past month? Why have you been so dismissive of me?" Zhang Shiyu was still resentful of Ding Ping's attitude.

"Your parents must be very outstanding people!"

"How so?"

"A pretty girl like you, even if your family wasn't poor, could live a good life without studying so hard. Now that you've been admitted to a university in the north, that's already quite remarkable. If you just asked, you could easily find plenty of people willing to buy you cars and houses, but you're still studying hard. That shows you have a belief in yourself, a belief that no one else can give you but your parents!" Ding Ping said, "Without outstanding parents, there wouldn't be such an outstanding child."

“Are you flattering me? But you’re right, my parents are my role models.” Zhang Shiyu looked at him with admiration. “My dad always taught me that a person can only create their own life through their own efforts. Such a life may not necessarily be one of power, influence, or wealth, but it will certainly be the richest and happiest.”

“Having such parents is truly your blessing,” Ding Ping said sincerely.

“My mother is very beautiful,” Zhang Shiyu said proudly.

“I can imagine that with such a beautiful daughter, her mother couldn’t be anything less than excellent.”

Zhang Shiyu ignored him and continued, “Back then, many wealthy and powerful men pursued her, but she rejected them all. She said: When someone chooses you because of your appearance, the tragedy of your life begins from that point on. When you grow old and lose your beauty, he will betray you.” In the end, she chose my father, who didn’t have a prominent family background, and later events proved that her choice was right.”

“What are your plans now?” Ding Ping asked.

“I study computer science. Besides programming, I focus on graphic design, animation, and web design. Right now, our country is lacking professionals in IT, advertising, games, and animation. I want to develop in this field.”

Although she and Ding Ping had met frequently before and always greeted each other politely, they only spoke today. For some reason, it felt like they had known each other for a long time; she had never felt this way in front of anyone before. She wanted to put on a serious face like she had with other boys, but she just couldn't.

Ding Ping said, “I also study computer science. Now that we know each other, how about we study and improve together?”

“Great! You also study computer science, but why don't you know how to use that software?” Zhang Shiyu said playfully.

“I know a little, but I'm not very proficient,” Ding Ping said.

In a pleasant atmosphere, they finished lunch. As they left the restaurant, they walked like old friends, discussing their next study plans.

Zhang Shiyu hadn't expected this outcome beforehand; perhaps, her initial reservations about Ding Ping had already sealed this fate.

For some reason, Ding Ping felt the same way, as if he had known her for a long time, like an old friend.

Chapter Thirty: Arriving at Yu Yan's Home

"Where do you want to go now?" Ding Ping asked.

"Just wander around, find a quiet place to relax for a while."

"I have a good spot, nice environment, a good place to unwind," Ding Ping said.

Ding Ping hailed a taxi, and in the car, he introduced it to Zhang Shiyu: "This is my cousin's house. She's busy with work and doesn't spend much time at home, so I often stay there."

When they arrived, Zhang Shiyu was surprised because Yu Yan had decorated the house so well. The colors of the furniture in the living room were well-matched, making people feel very warm and cozy. At the same time, the house had a strong scholarly atmosphere, natural yet elegant.

Hearing her evaluation of Yu Yan's house, Ding Ping understood why he felt so familiar with her—they were essentially the same.

They went to the study, turned on the computer, and discussed some study problems. Before long, Yu Yan returned.

Upon meeting, both women were struck by each other's beauty. Yu Yan was captivated by Zhang Shiyu's fresh and innocent charm, seeing her as a lovable young beauty. Zhang Shiyu, on the other hand, found Yu Yan elegant and graceful, possessing a mature beauty.

Ding Ping introduced them to each other and explained Zhang Shiyu's expertise in computer animation to Yu Yan.

Yu Yan immediately understood Ding Ping's meaning and asked Zhang Shiyu for her help.

After Ding Ping's explanation, Zhang Shiyu readily agreed, and Yu Yan immediately began working. The three of them started discussing Yu Yan's project. Ding Ping focused on the program's design, Zhang Shiyu on the technical aspects, and Yu Yan on the art style, story, and development direction. In just one afternoon, a plan for a children's animation program was formed.

This gave Zhang Shiyu, who was working on this project for the first time, a great sense of accomplishment; she hadn't expected her hobby to be so useful.

Yu Yan prepared a simple meal for them to eat before leaving, and called Ding Ping to help. When Zhang Shiyu tried to go in to help, Yu Yan shooed her out: "You're a guest, go to the study and rest for a while."

After Zhang Shiyu left, Yu Yan closed the door and hugged Ding Ping: "How did you end up with such a beautiful girl?"

"Why are you saying such harsh things? We're just friends," Ding Ping said.

"No matter what, you shouldn't mess around with such a good girl, or you'll hurt her," Yu Yan said. "It's been so long, I missed you so much. You'll definitely be leaving after dinner, right?"

"Shiyu and I came together, so we'll definitely be leaving together, otherwise wouldn't that be disrespectful to her?"

"Since I can't keep you here, I'll seize the opportunity to make you kiss me." With that, she kissed Ding Ping on the cheek and grabbed his hand, pulling it towards her.

Ding Ping panicked: "She's outside, don't do anything rash."

"It's okay, we're just being intimate, we won't do anything else."

"What if I make a move later? Can you resist?" Ding Ping knew her situation: "Even if we don't do anything else, you'll make a lot of noise when we're intimate."

"No matter what, I want you to kiss me."

Saying this, Yu Yan's lips moved closer, and Ding Ping had no choice but to meet her. After a short while, she started moaning. At first, the sound was soft, but when Ding Ping's hand guided her to her chest, her moans grew louder. Ding Ping had no choice but to kiss her lips to silence her.

Finally, when Ding Ping tried to leave, she wouldn't let go, trembling all over, grabbing Ding Ping's penis and pulling it towards her. Yu Yan's arousal had risen; with outsiders present, she felt a thrill and excitement of an unprecedented affair.

Ding Ping knew she wouldn't let him leave unless he satisfied her, so he had no choice but to enter her, unleashing his full power to give her the strongest pleasure, quickly bringing her to her climax. At the same time, Ding Ping covered her mouth to prevent her from crying out.

After calming Yu Yan down, Ding Ping immediately left, went to the bathroom to tidy up, and then cleared the table to prepare for dinner.

During the meal, Ding Ping dared not look at Yu Yan, fearing she might give herself away and Zhang Shiyu would see through his act.

After dinner, Ding Ping said goodbye to Zhang Shiyu and returned to school. On the way back, Zhang Shiyu was still extremely excited, suggesting that Ding Ping take her to Yu Yan's place once a week, saying that studying in that environment was also a kind of enjoyment, more efficient, and also convenient for creating programs for her.

Ding Ping agreed without giving a reason to refuse. Zhang Shiyu couldn't help but hug him and kiss him on the cheek, saying, "You're so sweet!"

This action stunned Ding Ping. When she came to her senses, she blushed and lowered her head, unable to look at him.

Neither of them expected that on this very day, their relationship would enter an unusual phase. Ding Ping forgot about the age difference between them. Perhaps, their encounter at the library foreshadowed this outcome.

Chapter Thirty-One: Rejection

The next day was Sunday. Ding Ping and Zhang Shiyu went to the library as usual, sitting in their usual spots to read, but their moods were different. Zhang Shiyu was more shy and somewhat unsettled, while Ding Ping felt a sweet warmth in his heart. His daily practice of the Flower School's internal energy cultivation, with its long hours of meditation, had made his willpower extraordinary. He quickly became engrossed in his studies, forgetting everything else. After an unknown amount of time

, he seemed to hear Zhang Shiyu call out, "Ding Ping, someone's looking for you."

Ding Ping looked up and saw her gesturing to him. He turned and saw a young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five sitting beside him. "You're looking for me?"

"I'm looking for you," the man replied with a smile.

"I don't know you."

"It doesn't matter whether we know each other or not. I'm here to talk to you about something."

"What is it?"

The man looked around. Seeing this, Ding Ping said, "There's no one else here except us and her. Just say what you want." "

This matter concerns Miss Zhang. You don't mind letting her know, do you?" Now that he said that, could Ding Ping really let her leave?

"But I don't know you either," Zhang Shiyu said, confused.

This man was sent by a wealthy young man surnamed Tang to make a deal with Ding Ping. He had Zhang Shiyu aside so she could see Ding Ping's reaction to his conditions.

The wealthy young man surnamed Tang offered 500,000 yuan for Ding Ping to leave Zhang Shiyu. He didn't believe anyone wouldn't be tempted by 500,000 yuan, including Ding Ping, especially when he hadn't suffered any harm. Women? There were plenty everywhere. With money, it was easy to find one.

"I'm here on behalf of Young Master Tang." Seeing Ding Ping's blank expression upon hearing this, he explained, "He's someone who has feelings for Miss Zhang."

Zhang Shiyu understood now, but she remained silent, wanting to see what this person wanted and how Ding Ping would handle it.

"Then why does he want to see me?" Ding Ping glanced at Zhang Shiyu, somewhat understanding what was going on: "Why don't you just go directly to her?" "

Because he's been pursuing Miss Zhang. As long as you leave Zhang's group, Young Master Tang is willing to give you 500,000 yuan as compensation." The man got straight to the point.

"Buy it with money?" Ding Ping didn't react as he expected, remaining indifferent. "Even if I don't associate with her, Zhang Shiyu might not agree to let that Tang Shao who sent you here."

The first sentence made the visitor understand, but the second gave him hope: "Don't worry about others. As long as you agree to this request, you don't need to worry about anything else."

"Go back and tell the person who sent you here that I cannot agree. I have no right to sell my relationship with her, because it doesn't belong to me alone."

"You can think about it again and then answer me."

"No need to think about it anymore. Please leave."

Seeing Ding Ping's determination, the man said regretfully, "Five hundred thousand. How long will it take you to earn that? And you will also..."

"But some things can't be bought with money. I see you're a fairly educated person; you must understand this, right?"

"That's unrealistic thinking. You'd better think carefully." The man left.

Zhang Shiyu jumped over and sat down next to Ding Ping: "Since you've behaved quite well today, I'll treat you to lunch. Leave now."

"I'm not in the mood to watch anymore if I don't leave." Ding Ping sighed.

“Cheer up, it’s not worth getting angry over that person. That guy surnamed Tang, I met him by chance at a classmate’s house. He’s contacted me many times since then, but I’ve refused him every time. I didn’t expect that he would find out about us so soon after we became friends.”

“I’m in such a bad mood, and you’re not even trying to share my burden, but instead you’re all so cheerful?”

“Really? You can’t even handle this little setback?”

“A little setback? I’ve just lost 500,000 like this.”

A little while later, the two of them went back to the small hotel from yesterday. After sitting down, Zhang Shiyu said, “Just tell me what you want to eat. It’s not easy for me to treat you, and once this opportunity is missed, it’s gone.”

“What a pity, how many meals would 500,000 cost?” Ding Ping joked again, seeing that she was in high spirits.

“Your performance today only deserves a 90.”

“I made such a big sacrifice and only got a 90?”

“Do you remember what you said?” Zhang Shiyu asked.

"I've said so much, I know which sentence you're referring to?"

"You said something like, 'Even if I don't associate with her, Zhang Shiyu might not agree to Tang Shao who sent you.' Right?"

"Yes, I did say that, wasn't it to reject him?"

"And you say that, 'Zhang Shiyu might not agree to Tang Shao who sent you'? What do you mean? Do you not have confidence in me or don't you understand my character? I definitely wouldn't agree, if I were, would I have waited until now?" Zhang Shiyu said, "That sentence should deduct fifty points from your score, let's see if you dare say that again."

"Then why did you only deduct ten points in the end?"

Hearing Ding Ping's question, she lowered her head and blushed, and after a long while, she raised her head with a resolute expression: "Because you didn't hesitate at all about the 500,000, you resolutely refused. You know how nervous I was at that time, if you had agreed, I really wouldn't know what to do."

Chapter Thirty-Two: Shiyu's First Kiss

After hearing this, Ding Ping didn't speak for a long time. Zhang Shiyu had indirectly confessed to Ding Ping, no wonder she hesitated for a long time when she said this, especially since she was a girl.

“I might not be as good as you think. You should look for someone better,” Ding Ping whispered to her at the end.

“From the moment you rejected that guy’s 500,000 yuan offer, I knew you were the one. How many people could resist such temptation? Especially since we’ve only been together for a day, and I’m not anything to you right now,” Zhang Shiyu said. “Unless you reject me.”

“We’re both young; we should focus our energy on our studies,” Ding Ping said.

“You’re acting like an old man. We’re just friends, and…and…” she hesitated, finally steeling herself: “It’s not marriage, what does age have to do with it? I’m seventeen this year, can’t I have friends?”

After saying this, she blushed and didn’t dare look up.

Ding Ping had never considered dating at this time. It wasn’t that he was old-fashioned, but he had just turned fourteen and had been exceptionally admitted to Liu Xinhua’s doctoral program. He needed to seize the time to study and not disappoint her. Besides, he was working on a research project with Liu Xinhua and couldn’t waste time.

This is why he didn't even listen to the teacher's lectures and studied entirely on his own. He felt that attending lectures was the biggest waste of time; the teacher spoke too slowly and couldn't meet Ding Ping's needs.

Yu Yan, Li Xuemei, and Yu Xiaoling, who were with Ding Ping, were all exceptionally beautiful, especially Yu Xiaoling and Li Xuemei, who were considered the epitome of beauty. However, when he first saw Zhang Shiyu in the library, he was amazed by her beauty and also became somewhat curious about her: girls as beautiful as her rarely studied seriously, let alone came to the library on weekends. He thought she might only come occasionally.

Later, seeing her come every weekend, even during self-study, he realized she was genuinely studying and developed a liking for her. This liking deepened over time, becoming somewhat uncontrollable. Yesterday, they both exploded, and the situation spiraled out of control—something he hadn't expected.

Now that Zhang Shiyu had made her stance clear, what could Ding Ping say?

"We're good friends. In the future, I will definitely not let you suffer any harm,"

Zhang Shiyu said, her heart overflowing with happiness upon hearing Ding Ping's declaration.

She suddenly hugged Ding Ping and closed her eyes. Ding Ping was also thrilled. Zhang Shiyu was such a beautiful girl, and she had actually confessed to him. Could Ding Ping still back down or hesitate?

Ding Ping hugged her back and kissed Zhang Shiyu's slightly parted lips gently. From her reaction, Ding Ping knew that this was her first kiss and that she was a little flustered. Ding Ping slowly guided her and kissed her skillfully. Soon she responded passionately.

Ding Ping's hands weren't idle either, roaming over Shi Yu's body, even slipping inside her clothes. The moment his hands touched her, Shi Yu's body stiffened; Ding Ping knew her body had never been penetrated by a man before, and she was very tense.

He whispered in her ear, "Are you alright?"

Zhang Shi Yu shook her head, letting out a soft hum in response. This relaxed her, and her body went limp.

Ding Ping's hands then smoothly entered her breasts, feeling her somewhat immature, untouched, and not yet fully developed mounds. They were perky, a size smaller than the breasts of the three women Ding Ping had already been with, but still considered large by most standards. Under Ding Ping's caresses, she soon lost herself in his passion.

Ding Ping felt the buds on Shi Yu's breasts harden on his fingertips, and her breathing changed tone, though she suppressed it. This sight aroused Ding Ping's passion. His hand slipped under her waistband, reaching her lower abdomen, lingering there for a moment before continuing downwards, reaching between her legs. As

Ding Ping's fingers slipped inside Zhang Shi Yu's panties, caressing her budding flower, she was already wet with dew. At this moment, Shi Yu suddenly hugged Ding Ping tightly, opened her small mouth, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Afraid that people outside would hear the noise, Ding Ping quickly kissed her slightly parted cherry lips to prevent her from silencing herself. After a while, she forcefully clamped Ding Ping's hand between her legs, and a surge of heat flowed from her, and she reached a peak of pleasure she had never experienced before.

Amidst Shi Yu's rapid breathing, Ding Ping withdrew his hand and released her. Her face was flushed, her chest heaving, and she dared not look at him. Ding Ping held her in his arms, gently kissing her cheeks to calm her down. He whispered in her ear, "Shi Yu, I love you."

Shi Yu nodded, indicating that she loved Ding Ping just as much.

...

From then on, whenever they were in a quiet environment, Zhang Shi Yu allowed Ding Ping to caress her, but Ding Ping never crossed that final line.

Under Ding Ping's influence, besides studying computer programming, databases, and other professional knowledge, Zhang Shi Yu also skipped classrooms for other theoretical classes, instead studying with Ding Ping in the library. They progressed rapidly.

Now, they no longer sat facing each other, but together. When Ding Ping questioned this, Zhang Shi Yu said that sitting together made it easier to use the computer, saving them the trouble of pushing it back and forth.

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