【Dragon Tattoo】(101-150) Author: wtw1974

Author: wtw1974
Word Count: 158560

Chapter 101: Qin Kexin (Part 3)

"I see it, hurry up and pull it out!" Qin Kexin noticed her face slowly getting hot, though
she didn't know why.

She just felt a little dependent on this warm, slightly racing feeling, but she didn't dare to think about
it too deeply.

Hearing this, Wenlong gripped the fishing rod even harder and pulled upwards. However, during this process, Wenlong
belatedly realized that his penis was pressing against Qin Kexin's round, perky buttocks.

The pressure from his hardness and the
strange made Wenlong's mouth suddenly dry.

At first, Wenlong didn't notice this and wasn't particularly bothered by it, feeling mostly worried and anxious.
But when he did, a bold idea popped into his head: "Just a little push, it should be fine, right?"

Wenlong made a motion as if he were about to forcefully pull in the fishing rod, his right hand quickly reaching inside,
his lower body slightly thrusting forward.

"So good!" Wenlong exclaimed inwardly, while simultaneously watching Qin Kexin's expression, worried she might
react .

"Oh~!" Qin Kexin groaned, her face burning, feeling uncomfortable, but out of the corner of her
eye saw the anxious look on Wenlong's face, which didn't seem intentional, so she pretended not to notice and
remained silent.

"Hurry up and pull it out, it feels so strange, it's itchy inside, like I still want..." Qin
Kexin hoped Wenlong would quickly pull out the fishing gear, while simultaneously seeming afraid to test her own feelings.

Wenlong, the instigator, was secretly thrilled. This was the first time he had so openly
pressed his buttocks against Qin Kexin's. Even through the thin fabric, the pleasure he felt was unlike
anything he had experienced during his affair with Yin Hong and He Qing in the office these past two days.

Especially with Qin Kexin's fragrance in his nose and her unintentional moans in his ear,
the multifaceted sensations of his legs touching her naked body
sent .

"Kexin, I'm almost there! Push in a little more!" Wenlong thought to himself, secretly pleased.

However, he hadn't lost his mind. If he had, he probably would have pulled down Qin Kexin's
pants , and in the current situation, she probably wouldn't be able to resist. But
the image of Qin Kexin as an older sister was deeply ingrained in Wenlong's mind, so he didn't dare to act openly.

Perhaps it was also because he was constantly worried about Qin Kexin's safety.

"Idiot! How much further do you want me to go? Can't you see my face is practically pressed against the wall?" Qin Kexin said,
her eyes filled with grievance and her voice slightly angry.

Wenlong didn't notice the change in Qin Kexin's tone. He said naturally, "Sister Kexin, just stand on your tiptoes
so I can stand a little further in, then I can pull harder!"

When Qin Kexin heard Wenlong say this, she didn't act immediately. Instead, out of female instinct, she
was wary of any contact from a man.

She glanced at Wenlong's expression out of the corner of her eye and saw that he was still as worried and anxious as ever,
as if nothing was more important than rescuing her hand.

Seeing this, Qin Kexin felt a slight touch of emotion, but also a little ashamed. She thought, "My little one
is all grown up now. It's normal for him to react like that when he has physical contact with a girl. Am I being too sensitive?"

Qin Kexin felt as if ants were crawling all over her body, as if she wanted to move restlessly
. But after the unexpected contact just now, she dared not move. This situation was incredibly
uncomfortable. Although Qin Kexin felt ashamed of her thoughts about guarding against Wenlong, she was also embarrassed

to maintain such a close position . In this situation, she naturally hoped Wenlong would quickly pull out the fishing rod so her hands could be freed, because if the blood couldn't circulate properly, her hands would swell. After mentally pricking herself, Qin Kexin obediently stood on tiptoe, raising her hips to make some space for Wenlong. Qin Kexin's feet, originally in slippers, formed a beautiful arc with her ankles as she stood on tiptoe, her toes firmly planted on the ground, very sexy. When Qin Kexin stood on tiptoe, her buttocks naturally rose. Almost without thinking , Wenlong took a small step forward, his penis now perfectly positioned between Qin Kexin's buttocks. "Oh!" Qin Kexin's heart trembled slightly from this sudden attack. She pressed herself weakly , even though there was no more space. "Little thing, be gentle!" Qin Kexin felt her heart was like a dam about to burst, teetering on the brink of . "Sister Kexin, I'm sorry! I'll be gentle!" Wenlong said, his face flushed and his breath ragged. Wenlong clearly felt his penis landing on Qin Kexin's buttocks, which were covered by her thin shorts. He carefully pushed upwards, the glans gently fitting between her buttocks, making Wenlong feel so good that he almost cried out, but he held back. Because the two were almost in direct contact, they were standing very close together. Wenlong, standing behind he had to try to reach his right hand in, he had to stand on tiptoe, making it difficult to maintain his balance. Instinctively, Wenlong reached out his left hand and hugged Qin Kexin's small waist, stroking her perfectly toned waist. Wenlong said, "I can't stand anymore!" Qin Kexin's eyes widened instantly at Wenlong's sudden embrace. She was about to scold him when she heard his explanation. After thinking about it for a moment, she understood. Her already flushed face burned even hotter. "He's just a child. Everything he did was for me, to help me. What's wrong with me? Why am I always thinking about those things! Is it because my husband hasn't been here lately...?" Qin Kexin bit her lip, trying to stop herself from thinking further. She took a breath and said, "It's okay, hurry up and pull it out, my hand feels a bit swollen!"

However, this allowed Wenlong to firmly grasp the fishing gear. He tentatively pulled it gently and asked,
"Kexin, will your hand hurt?"

"Hmm, it's okay, hurry up and pull it out!" Although the whole process was relatively short, Qin Kexin's
mental state was still quite tested. She wanted it to end quickly because Wenlong's penis was pressing against her buttocks. She
realized that she had unconsciously developed some thoughts she dared not have, a kind of longing, a kind of
stimulation brought about by a long period of abstinence from sex.

Qin Kexin didn't even need to touch her genitals; she could clearly know that she was already wet
.

"I'm such a bad woman, how could I have feelings for Brother Wenlong?" Qin Kexin's heart
was filled contradictions and entanglements.

On one hand, she wanted to free her hands as soon as possible, but
the sense of security brought by Wenlong's broad shoulders and the contact between their genitals made her reluctant to lose this feeling.

This wasn't a moral or other issue; it was simply the most honest answer given by her body's true reaction.

On the other hand, what troubled her was that she had actually felt
something just like Wenlong felt guilty towards Qin Lulu. For the same reason, Wenlong was just a
little brother in her eyes, and now she actually felt a longing for Wenlong's little brother, a longing for the feeling of such physical intimacy.

"Then I'll pull a little harder, okay? If it hurts, just say so, okay?" Wenlong asked, while in his mind
, he was planning how to thrust a few more times without her noticing.

After getting Qin Kexin's consent, Wenlong habitually thrust forward. His hard and thick penis slid down
Qin Kexin's buttocks, from the top of her anus to the very top, and naturally slid up. His right hand
coordinated with his lower body movement, pulling hard on the fishing rod.

"Ah~" Qin Kexin cried out. She didn't know if it was because her long-empty body was being released, or
because of the pain.

Qin Kexin felt that her anus had touched Wenlong's glans for a very short time, giving
her a feeling of desire for the first time, a real longing.

Upon hearing that sound, Wenlong didn't feel pleasure, but rather cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly said, "Sister Kexin,
I'm sorry , did I hurt you?"

He thought Qin Kexin was about to scold him, because his movement just now was definitely intentional and
premeditated . However, Qin Kexin said in a tearful voice, "You idiot, don't suddenly use so much force!"

As soon as she said this, Qin Kexin remembered the current situation and felt a little ambiguous, so she added,
"Be gentle, pull it out slowly. If you suddenly use too much force, my hand will hurt too!"

Qin Kexin's heart was already pounding like a deer. Behind her was Wenlong's thick penis, and in front was Wenlong's large hand
touching her stomach. She could feel the warmth of Wenlong's hand.

She didn't dare to have any other thoughts now, but was just immersed in this strange feeling.

Upon hearing this, Wenlong felt a weight lifted from his heart. He leaned close to Qin Kexin's ear and whispered, "Kexin,
is this force okay?"

As he spoke, as Wenlong pulled upwards, his lower body naturally thrust forward. Wenlong
could no longer control this feeling, especially with the foreskin pulled back, exposing his glans. Even through his
pants, this unusual sensation made him feel like he was about to ejaculate.

"Mmm!" Qin Kexin felt incredibly ashamed, but she couldn't give up that strange feeling;
she had been empty for too long. She was conflicted, hoping it would end quickly, wanting to pull her hand out, yet also desperately
wanting this feeling.

"He's still young, he probably won't understand these things, forgive your sister, just this once!" Qin Kexin's mind
was a jumbled mess, filled with random thoughts.

Chapter 102: Qin Kexin (Part 4)

Her lower body was already soaked. If it weren't Wenlong standing behind her, if it weren't her beloved younger brother whom she had
raised , she might have let herself go. Because no normal person
would be rational under the stimulation of mutual attraction.

But Qin Kexin retained her rationality. She knew she was Wenlong's older sister and had always played
the role of a good older sister. She couldn't do that kind of thing. This was what she kept telling herself, even though
she really wanted to. But in order to shoulder the responsibility of being an older sister, she had to endure this painful yet pleasurable ordeal,
while selfishly thinking, "Just this once!"

Qin Kexin's small hands were slender and long. Her left hand was pressed against the wall, and her right hand was wedged in the gap. Her feet
were on tiptoe, and her long hair covered her flushed face. Qin Kexin closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering.
She pursed her sexy little lips and simply hummed a few words, but said nothing more.

Wenlong glanced at Qin Kexin's expression and sensed she was in pain, seemingly enduring
the throbbing pain in her right hand. He also noticed her flushed face, which seemed
unusually alluring. She kept her eyes closed, her lips pursed, and remained silent.

For some reason, when Wenlong noticed Qin Kexin's closed eyes, his boldness grew again.

He subtly raised his buttocks, his hard penis leaving Qin Kexin's sexy cleft.

Qin Kexin, who had been immersed in that full feeling, suddenly felt empty without the firm, warm
sensation in her buttocks. Almost unconsciously, she subtly bent her body downwards,
her buttocks slightly raised, as if searching for that hard feeling.

Wenlong raised his buttocks because he wanted to see if he could press his large member against Qin
Kexin 's private parts. Just as he was about to try, he realized his erection was too high to reach her, and
Qin Kexin, as if on cue, raised her buttocks as well.

Seeing Qin Kexin had opened up an opening, Wenlong thrust in without hesitation.

"Ah, this feels so good, so soft!" Wenlong roared inwardly. His penis was pressed
against Qin Kexin's private parts, and the moment he touched them, he felt their softness. Even through the fabric,
the pleasure from the friction between Wenlong's already freed glans and her labia was undeniable.

Qin Kexin had been swaying her hips, searching for Wenlong's penis, but unexpectedly, Wenlong seemed to understand her perfectly, thrusting into her private parts
in one go . In that instant, her suppressed feelings exploded, but
this time she clenched her teeth and didn't utter a single sound.

But the mist in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

"I really am a bad woman. I didn't realize I craved this feeling so much. It feels so good. I'm sorry,
little brother! I'm a bad woman!" Qin Kexin was immersed in this wonderful feeling, yet she still couldn't help but repent for
her actions, because this was a clash between her physical reality and her thoughts.

Wenlong's left hand still held Qin Kexin's slender waist, while his right hand slowly pulled upwards. But with each pull
, his lower body naturally thrust forward. Later, the movements of Wenlong's right hand were almost subconscious
, and his greater focus was on the feeling of his penis pressing against Qin Kexin's private parts.

However, he didn't dare to use too much force or too fast. Wenlong knew clearly that he had to coordinate his
movements with his hands, little by little. Qin Kexin suppressed that feeling of life and death, and so did Wenlong.

They couldn't make this public, but they could silently enjoy it all.

The two seemed to have reached a tacit understanding; neither of them said another word, only moving instinctively. Qin Kexin's
face flushed crimson, and her breathing became rapid, though she seemed to be in great pain, suppressing a cry.

Wenlong, on
the other hand, was experiencing this intimate contact with Kexin for the first time. He was torn between fear of her sudden anger and the intense pleasure emanating from his lower body.

If Qin Lulu had come out of the shower at that moment and appeared at the door, she would have seen it all.

Wenlong had one arm around Qin Kexin's waist, and the other hand was slipped into the gap in the wardrobe, giving the impression that he
was forcibly raping her.

His lower body was rhythmically thrusting against Qin Kexin's. Qin

Kexin's legs rose on tiptoe; she seemed to have forgotten that her brother Wenlong was standing behind her. She began to respond, her legs slightly bent, no longer passively waiting for Wenlong to thrust into her. As she did this, she felt incredibly ashamed, but she couldn't deceive her body's sensations; at this point, she couldn't think of anything else. As the fishing gear was about to be pulled out, the two seemed to reach a synchronized rhythm. The instant the gear was removed, Wenlong ejaculated inside her. Qin Kexin's body went limp at that moment. After a few seconds of silence, Wenlong regained his senses. His first reaction after the pleasure was worry that Qin Kexin would notice her abnormality. Wenlong began to regret his actions . However, having come this far, he still dutifully pulled Qin Kexin's hand out. Before he could examine her hand closely, Qin Kexin's legs gave way, and she leaned against Wenlong's chest. Wenlong also lost his balance, and the two of them fell to the ground. When he fell to the ground, Wenlong's first thought was to check if Qin Kexin was alright. He rolled over and pulled her into his arms, taking her right hand in his and examining it. "Kexin, it's just a little red, thankfully it's not swollen!" "Yeah, that's good!" Qin Kexin was still immersed in that wonderful feeling, a feeling even Li Hao hadn't given her, because it was the first time she had orgasmed without normal intercourse. It was a unique sensation, a dual contact of mind and body. Qin Kexin almost dared not open her eyes, because Wenlong's slightly limp penis . "It's wet! It smells weird! Did he ejaculate?" Qin Kexin thought with utter shame, "What did I do ? How could I do this?!" "Yeah, it's good that you're alright. Kexin, you should rest well. I'll come and wake you up early tomorrow!" Wenlong found his legs were also incredibly weak. As he said this, he suddenly realized that his wet crotch was pressed against Qin Kexin's bare thigh. He shivered, said a few words with an embarrassed expression, and quickly slipped away. He needed to find someone to relieve his pent-up desire. After Wenlong disappeared from sight, Qin Kexin didn't touch her genitals. She knew she was soaking wet too , and she knew Wenlong had ejaculated, and so had she. Naturally, she didn't think that Wenlong was taking advantage of her. She was more concerned about how she shouldn't have acted this way, because just now, she clearly knew that she craved that feeling. "I wonder if it will be awkward when we meet tomorrow?" Qin Kexin touched her flushed face, her heart, which had been quietly calming down, suddenly felt a little reluctant to go fishing at the base. "Sister, why did Wenlong leave so quickly? He said he would take me to the old compound to play with Wei'er and Shishi!" Qin Lulu dried her wet hair, standing at the door with a puzzled look, and asked the dazed Qin Kexin. Qin Kexin was really startled by her sister's sudden question, but she quickly calmed down and said: "Wenlong said something came up at the company and he went back. We'll go to the old compound tomorrow, just like him. I'm going to take a shower now, we're going fishing at the base tomorrow!" "Oh!" Qin Lulu stood there blankly. She noticed that her sister was acting a little strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it . Maybe it was because Qin Kexin called Wenlong by his name instead of calling him "little one." Even Qin Kexin herself didn't realize that she had unintentionally started to treat Wenlong as a mature man, because the way she addressed him showed that they were equals. Tang Sisi was working methodically in her office. Although the hospital was operating normally, the absence of the hospital director left the place feeling leaderless, and she, as the assistant, was also somewhat at a loss. During a brief moment of respite, her thoughts would inevitably drift to what that little rascal was up to. Why hadn't he come to the hospital? "You're so dedicated! Is your cold better?" "Ah!" The sudden voice startled Tang Sisi, and she immediately turned around. Wenlong stood in the doorway, his tall frame completely blocking the way, a wicked grin on his face as he looked at her round, pert buttocks . "What are you doing here?" "Can't I be here?" Wenlong slowly walked towards Tang Sisi, his lecherous grin forming , radiating directly towards her. Tang Sisi instinctively took a step back, her back bumping into the electronic whiteboard behind her. "You can't come here! It'll be terrible if President Bai finds out!" "Oh? What will happen if President Bai finds out?" His large hand reached for her, and her instinctive dodge completely enraged him. He roughly grabbed her chin. "Tell me! What will happen?"

Tang Sisi stared in alarm at the handsome face looming before her, her heart pounding with panic. She had never seen him like
this , like a wounded lion, venting his emotions on anything.

"I... I can't let her know. I love this
job I'll lose it. I don't want to leave here."

He angrily pulled her face up, coldly mocking, "You care about her that much?"

"President Bai is very good to me... You should leave here quickly... Mmm..."

Wenlong roughly sealed Tang Sisi's lips with his, grabbing her resisting hands and pinning them above her head, their
soft bodies pressed tightly together.

Chapter 103: Tang Sisi He bit her lips, forcing her to open her mouth so his tongue could enter her lips
. His grip on her wrists tightened, causing her to wince in pain. His strength was astonishing, his hard chest pressing against her
mercilessly .

Tang Sisi was terrified by his wild advances and could only twist her body, trying to escape his embrace and
shake her head to avoid his lips.

Her resistance really angered Wenlong.

"You really want to get away from me?" he sneered. "
It wasn't You were always shouting in a shrill voice that you wanted me, wanted me to enter your body, and your legs would wrap around
my waist and not let me pull out..."

"Liar!" She closed her eyes and turned her face away.

"Is that so?" He smiled coldly, then grabbed her waist, swept aside the important documents on the conference table, and
placed her on the table.

"What are you going to do?"

"You know very well what I'm going to do, don't you?" He grabbed her collar and roughly pulled it open, the buttons on her shirt popping off
in all directions, revealing a pure white lace bra underneath, her fair breasts heaving violently.

"No!" Tang Sisi hugged herself, struggling to get up, but Wenlong easily pushed her back onto the table. She
was no match for his strength.

"I really want to know, between me and President Bai, who do you care about more?"

He was inexplicably jealous, like a lit fuse, completely unable to calm down.

He knew very well that this anger stemmed from what had just happened with Sister Kexin. Just thinking about Sister Kexin snuggling in
that Li Hao's arms, seeking comfort, made his throat ache with a sour taste that even made his stomach
hurt!

He hated this feeling of jealousy! So now he needed to vent it on Tang Sisi!

His thick legs forcefully spread her closed legs with his knees, pushing her narrow skirt up to her waist, revealing panties of
the same . Her skin was crystal clear, fair with a hint of pink, smooth and delicate, so beautiful that it was hard
to resist touching it.

Wenlong pinned Tang Sisi's hands above her head, ripped off her bra, and her full, luscious
breasts bounced out. The beautiful, realistic nipples trembled and stood erect upon contact with the cold air. He immediately opened
his mouth and took them in, teasing them with his tongue, savoring their sweet, fruity scent.

"Mmm...no..." She trembled repeatedly from the teasing, goosebumps rising on her skin. She could
even , something that even throbbed slightly...

"Tell me...who do you want..." He lewdly sucked on her nipples, making obscene smacking sounds, but
his mind was on Sister Kexin, and he was questioning Sister Kexin.

"Ugh..." She whimpered, unable to bear the overwhelming throbbing in her body, her small face contorted in discomfort as she
closed her eyes tightly and shook her head in resistance.

Seeing this, he increased the force of his sucking, his tongue circling and teasing her nipples. She immediately gasped,
even sobbing softly.

"Let me go..." She didn't know where his anger came from, nor did she know why he had come to find
her... Was he just venting his anger?

"You're so sweet, how could I bear to let go?" Long fingers pulled down her panties, which were soaked with honey,
revealing her rosy, hot vulva. Two fingers parted the twitching petals, and her middle finger, smearing the clear, slippery nectar, slid into the petals...

"Ah—" She arched her body in shock.

The feeling of being invaded was crystal clear. The sensation of his fingers sliding inside her caused her
body to react naturally. Her vulva contracted repeatedly, secreting more moisture, as if helping him take her
.

"Tsk..." He sucked on her sweet bud, his lewd voice making her want to cover her ears in shame.

Her body was so hot... A warm current was flowing from her body towards his fingers that were freely withdrawing...

"Ugh... Ah..." She twisted her body, her face contorted in pain.

"Do you want me?" he asked gruffly.

"Waaah..." She could only sob, her body honestly flushed pink.

Wenlong smiled, his fingers withdrawing from her body, pulling down the zipper to reveal his mature, hard member, letting
the tip lick the nectar, the swirling sensation causing his opening to gush even more moisture, making his petals contract violently...

"Ah...no...don't...waaah..." Feeling the burning, enormous size pressing against her petals, Tang Sisi
struggled in panic, but her body was restrained and unable to move, her legs spread open in a shameful position towards him.

She couldn't help but cry out in embarrassment, looking at him with teary eyes.

"Trust me, you'll feel good..." He thrust forward, inserting his swollen, pillar-like member into her tender opening,
rhythmically and rapidly withdrawing.

"Ah...waaah..." Her controlled hands clenched into fists, but she couldn't resist the
overwhelming , the area between her legs where they were pressed and rubbed against each other was unbearably painful, each of his thrusts
was fast and intense, violently pounding deep into her body!

Intense pleasure overwhelmed them both. The woman's tight flesh enveloped his burgeoning, burning desire without leaving
a gap , and each friction made him unable to resist increasing his speed.

The boy's heavy breathing and the woman's soft moans filled the afternoon meeting room, creating a vast
atmosphere of eroticism that enveloped them both.

Her body rose and fell on the flat table with each of his thrusts and withdrawals, her snow-white breasts
trembling like full balls in erotic arcs. Her expression of discomfort as she bit her lip made him suddenly thrust forward violently.

"Ahhh... ooh... ah..." She couldn't withstand the sudden onslaught and could only bite her lip to endure it.

The place where they were joined made erotic sounds from her abundant moisture. Each of his thrusts drew out
more fluids from the depths of her secret place, wetting them both, dripping down his erect penis onto the table...

He lifted her right leg and placed it on his shoulder, his strong body pressing against her disheveled body, his chest pressing
against The raised leg allowed his blade to penetrate deeper into her.

She possessed an inexhaustible passion waiting to be explored; though timid and shy when sober, she
was far more desirable to him than her boldness when drunk.

A powerful thrust unleashed its full force, both trembling in the final moments of passion.
This time, he released the seed of desire accumulated at the tip of his penis, accumulated through countless thrusts, into her body. The cold
mixed heat flowed out along her swollen, burning passage.

Tang Sisi lay weakly on her side, panting. Wenlong zipped up his pants and loosened his tie to
wipe still-burning flower path contracted violently, her clitoris swollen, the mixture
of their bodily fluids making her most alluring private parts glisten.

He couldn't help but lower his head to stop her...

"No—" she panicked and tried to escape, but his large hand pressed down on her body faster. His tongue slipped into her secret passage
, sucking on her sweetness. "Don't do this... Waaah... Please... Don't..."

His tongue was like a red-hot iron, burning her body painfully. She could even clearly feel
the force of his sucking, as if he were savoring her.

His tongue tip parted the folds between the petals to reveal the bud. He sucked open the petals and teased the small walnut-like bud with the tip of his tongue.
She immediately cried out, her body trembling.

Wenlong smiled faintly, teasing her gently and softly, making her feel helpless and lost. Shyness made her
unsure whether to open herself up for him or close her legs and try to get away from him...

"You're so sweet." He leaned over the table, admiring her blushing and charming appearance.

"Why are you doing this?" She covered her face shyly and sobbed softly.

She hated his greedy look, as if she were his prey. She hated even more that he ignored her protests and
pinned her to the table...

But what she hated most was herself!

She was acting like a lewd woman, her body so wanton she didn't even recognize herself, making those obscene sounds only
women could make!

"Take your hands off me, I want to see your face."

"No!"

Wenlong sighed helplessly, pulling Tang Sisi's hands away.

"Remember, after we're done having sex, you can't hide your face. I want to see your face after you've been loved."

"You pervert!"

"Whatever, as long as I can eat you, anything is fine. When are you going to take me to visit my parents-
in-law ?!"

He carefully pulled her underwear back, pulled down her skirt and straightened it, helped her
sit up on the table, and tried to button her shirt, but found he was too rough, leaving only a few buttons on. He
had to fasten her suit jacket instead.

Hearing Wenlong's words, Tang Sisi was speechless and blushed, unsure how to respond...

Looking

at the time, it was three o'clock. She realized she had forgotten to tell Wei'er about Xiaorou's rescue, and besides, she hadn't been to
the old ; she should go back and see everyone.

"Squeak!..."

The door opened, and Song Wei'er's delicate, pretty, fair face appeared behind it.
A flash of joy crossed her eyes when she saw Wenlong. Song Wei'er was a gentle, beautiful, and adorable girl. Wenlong
smiled at her with what he considered his most charming smile. Song Wei'er blushed slightly, her eyes darting away before letting
Wenlong in. He was now much taller than Song Wei'er; in fact, she was a year younger than him.

"Is your dad home?..."

Wenlong asked knowingly, blinking his large, dark eyes and shaking his head as he looked around her house. He knew her
father was definitely not home. Song Wei'er's father, Song Weibing, worked at the post office, not as a permanent employee, but
as a contract worker. He was a lifelong stamp collector, and aside from meals, he would go to his workplace to collect and appreciate stamps with his like-minded enthusiasts. Her
mother, Luo Bingqian, worked at the mobile company. He had once seen Luo Bingqian in the mobile company's lobby , looking
alluring in her uniform skirt and stockings.

"He's off to work!... Brother Wenlong! What do you want with my dad?..."

Song Wei'er blushed at Wenlong's smile, turned and closed the door, glancing at Wenlong before asking softly.
Wenlong chuckled dryly, hands behind his back, and sat down in his family's wicker chair, his eyes darting around.

Chapter 104: Song Weier "Ahem... How's your math Olympiad study going?...
I haven't been able to come and tutor you all these past few days because of other things..."

Today, Song Weier wore a white dress with small red flowers, which made her slender and beautiful figure stand out. Her fair and
delicate legs and tiny, exquisitely small feet in sandals made her ten white toes
look like round, adorable pearls.

"Oh!... I've done a few problems these past two days!... Can you take a look at them for me?..."

Song Weier seemed very cute in front of Wenlong, not feeling any
distance . She knew that although Wenlong was older than her and usually mischievous and playful,
she still greatly admired him when it came to studying, especially math Olympiad. She giggled and turned to run into the inner room to get her books.

Wenlong hadn't been to Song Weier's house many times, and only when there were adults present. She couldn't just
wander around aimlessly, could she? This time, he was observing her very carefully. Her house had the same layout as his old house, with
three rooms. The room they were sitting in had a small bed, which was probably where Song Wei'er slept. Her parents probably slept
in the inner room. Thinking of this, Wenlong got up to check on her parents. Since Song Weibing worked at the post office,
there would definitely be stamps or something in the room, so he stepped inside.

He lifted the curtain and entered the inner room of Song Wei'er's house. He saw Song Wei'er, her petite body bent over,
her back to him, her small hand pressed against her stomach, lying face down on the bed, her shoulders trembling slightly, and her small mouth making soft
hissing sounds.

"What's wrong? Wei'er! Are you feeling unwell? Let me take a look!..."

Wenlong knew at a glance that Song Wei'er probably had a stomachache, so he quickly took a few steps to the bedside, reached out and grabbed Song
Wei'er's shoulder, gently shoving it. Song Wei'er's face turned pale, covered in cold sweat. Her eyes avoided Wenlong
's gaze, filled with shyness and pain. Wenlong bent down and pulled away Song Weier's cold little hand that was pressing against her lower abdomen.
Her skirt had already been lifted up halfway, revealing half of her fair, slender, and smooth thighs. Wenlong had a sharp eye.
Naturally, she noticed a distinct red patch on the bulge in the middle of her white panties between her legs. Wow! So
that's it! I didn't realize the little girl had grown up so much. Menstrual cramps!

"It's okay!...You have menstrual cramps! I'll help you!..."

Wenlong then sat on the edge of the bed, placing his hand on Song Weier
's smooth, white abdomen. Song Weier trembled slightly, not resisting Wenlong's actions. After Wenlong's hand rested there for a while,
Song Weier felt the pain in her lower abdomen subside. A warm current flowed through her abdomen, followed by a feeling she
had never experienced before. Her groin area felt tingly and itchy,
and the small, pink, soft tips of her newly developed breasts were also swollen. A little numb, so comfortable,
such a strange feeling! This was the feeling in Song Weier's mind. She hoped this feeling would
last forever.

"Does it stop hurting now?... I'll buy you some medicine!... It'll stop hurting after you take it! But
please don't tell anyone I'm buying you medicine, okay?... "

Wenlong is now shrouded in mystery among Song Weier's childhood friends. He's achieved great
success , and he knows so much—many things that adults don't even know.

"Hmm... I... still feel a little... uncomfortable here!... "

Song Weier's face was flushed, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed, and her lips exhaled a faint
, sweet fragrance. She spoke in a soft, mosquito-like voice, pointing to
her chest .

Wenlong didn't actually have any such beastly thoughts, but for Song Weier, as a girl, Wenlong, this genius
, had already left an impression of omnipotence in her young mind.
A faint stirring , especially since Wenlong even knew about menstrual cramps. For Song Weier, only
her mother knew about her bleeding down there; no one else knew. So, for a girl, it was a secret. Wenlong had just
cured her stomachache with a single stroke, which made him seem like a miracle to her. So, despite her shyness, she was willing
to share , making him the closest person to her besides her mother.

She didn't know that her small, delicate breasts were caused by Wenlong. After all, she had already developed, so
desire was naturally present.

"Hmm!... Let me take a look!... Take off your skirt!... "

Wenlong smiled naturally at Song Weier, who became even more shy, her almond-shaped eyes closing, her face
flushed. Her skirt was easily removed, revealing her snow-white, jade-like skin. Apart from
a small white bra, she was completely naked, and a faint, virginal fragrance filled Wenlong's nostrils.

Wenlong's mind was also overwhelmed by the fragrance, and a surge of heat rushed down his lower abdomen. This reaction
excited him greatly, and his hard, thick, hot penis sprang up with a "whoosh." Good heavens!
It wasn't small either. Definitely larger than an adult's. Wenlong felt his erection, a
strange about his own reaction to Song Weier.

"Weier, little sister, this is easy to cure!..."

Wenlong slowly leaned closer to Song Weier, looking at her shy face, her almond-shaped eyes slightly closed, her small mouth slightly open due to nervousness,
her soft breathing, her delicate body curled up in a ball, her small hands covering her chest. Wenlong felt
his voice trembling. He was doing something naughty!

"Wen...long brother...I'm a little...scared!..."

Song Weier slowly opened her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. She also sensed something was wrong, but
couldn't quite put her finger on it. Looking at Wenlong, her face was flushed, her voice trembling, and her breathing
a little rapid. But it was too late for regrets. Wenlong had already removed her cool, smooth hands,
revealing her pair of pink, bamboo-shaped breasts, the pink cherries at their tips glistening alluringly.

"Don't be afraid! Wei'er, it's alright...it won't hurt anymore soon!..."

Wenlong said, bending down and opening his mouth to take the pink cherry-like nipple on her small, full breast into his mouth,
his tongue gently and quickly licking it. Song Wei'er's body trembled instantly, a tingling, electric-like
sensation making her mind feel refreshed. It really didn't hurt anymore. So comfortable!

Wenlong's small hands also began to gently knead her other small, soft yet firm breast. Song Wei'er
's breathing became rapid, and she let out soft moans. Her pair of slender, snow-white legs
began to squeeze together and rub against each other. She felt as if a thousand ants were crawling inside her. Her crotch was hot and wet. A
tingling, itchy sensation burned through her young body like a flame. As if knowing Song Wei'er's needs,
Wenlong gently stroked her smooth inner thighs a few times, his fingers accurately pressing firmly on
the pink protrusion in the soft, wet, swollen crevice through her white panties.

"Ah! Ugh..."

Song Wei'er felt a sharp, tingling sensation in her head, as if something inside her had been shattered.
Her body began to stiffen and spasm uncontrollably, followed by a complete blank. An extremely strange
comfort made her feel something flowing out from between her hot thighs. Wenlong gently caressed
Song Wei'er's soft body, who was experiencing her first orgasm. Her snow-white skin was flushed with a faint pink,
covered with a fine layer of fragrant sweat.

"Is it comfortable? Hehe... Wei'er, little sister!... Let me take a look..."

Wenlong's words, tinged with a strange tone, made Song Wei'er roughly understand what she and Wenlong
had done . It certainly wasn't anything good, but something extremely embarrassing and difficult to talk about. He vaguely recalled
the sounds his parents made at night and their panting; even a fool would know that. Especially a smart
girl . Gradually recovering from the peak of desire, Song Weier, her face flushed, appeared even more delicate and beautiful,
her dark almond-shaped eyes even holding a hint of coquettishness. Wenlong secretly admired her; was Song Weier born with an inner allure?

"I...you...we...did we...do something bad?... "

Song Weier was still a girl not yet fifteen, just beginning puberty, her face full of shyness, her eyes
sparkling with an unusual light as she looked at Wenlong softly.

"Something bad? Of course not! Cough cough...this kind of thing is only done with someone you like, understand?
You can't do this with other men...or boys besides me...understand? Because we like
each ...cough cough...of course we can't tell your mother either, after all, this is our secret! Understand?"
"You know? Wei'er, little sister!..."

Wenlong said with a serious face, then naturally lowered his head and kissed Song Wei'er's pink and fragrant lips. Song Wei'er
's body trembled instantly, and that electric feeling returned to her mind. Wenlong's tongue gently pushed aside
Song Wei'er's small teeth and immediately hooked her smooth and delicate tongue inside. Under
the guidance of this experienced Wenlong, Song Wei'er's tongue skills began to improve, and her panting became rapid again.

"Hmm!... Take off your panties! Let me see if you're serious... "

Wenlong was no good at all. His eyes flashed with a fiery and strange look, but his tone was serious,
as if he were a doctor. "

Hmm..."

Song Wei'er's face was as red as if it were dripping blood, and she answered shyly and timidly, as thin as a mosquito's breath.

Wenlong easily and deftly pulled down Song Weier's white cotton panties,
exposing her delicate, smooth, and tender pink slit, like a small jade bun. Her delicate pink lips were covered in a glistening, sticky
liquid, with a hint of crimson. A small, pink pearl protruded from the slit, the thin, transparent pink
foreskin incredibly alluring.

Chapter 105: Luo Bingqian "Mmm...good...numb...mmm..."

Wenlong's long, slender, white index finger gently touched that tempting pink pearl. Song Weier's delicate, snow-white
body trembled slightly, and a soft moan escaped her lips. A tingling, electric-like sensation made her feel dizzy. Wenlong
felt his head burning, his groin throbbing painfully.

"Brother Wenlong!...You've seen mine...I want to see yours too!..."

Song Weier blushed, panting softly. She gently pushed away Wenlong's fingers that were playing with her private parts,
looked up at him, whose face was also flushed, and whispered with a shy yet determined expression.

This was the mindset of a little girl: if you've seen mine, I want to see yours too. Wenlong was currently in a very uncomfortable state,
his hot, hard erection throbbing painfully. Hearing Song Weier's words, he paused, smiled, and knelt on the bed facing her,
pulling down his pants.

"Snap!..."

A hard, hot, white jade-like penis sprang out. It was at least 18 centimeters long. Not small
at all! Considering how old he was! Sixteen, still in puberty!

"Ah!..."

Song Weier's beautiful almond-shaped eyes widened in shock. She thought, aren't children's penises usually small
? How come Wenlong's is so big? So thick! Her small hand naturally reached out to grab it; so hot, so hard! Wenlong
felt an extreme sense of pleasure as her cool, soft hand grasped his throbbing pain. He raised his hand and gestured for her
to continue . Women learn quickly; she became quite skilled in no time. However, Wenlong wasn't satisfied. His eyes were fixed
on Song Weier's pink lips, and his thoughts were obvious.

"Is this comfortable?... My hands are sore!... I'm so tired!..."

Song Weier, her hands aching from playing, couldn't take it anymore and pleaded softly, looking at the blissful Wenlong.
Wenlong was about to say, "Try it with your mouth," when there was a knock at the door. Song Weier panicked, putting on
her skirt with lightning speed. She jumped off the bed, answered, and ran to open the door. Wenlong glanced
at his erect, fiery member, reluctantly got up, pulled up his pants, jumped off the bed, put on his shoes, and scanned the room
.

"Shishi!...Why are you here!... "

A hint of panic flashed in Song Wei'er's eyes as she glanced at Cen Shishi, who was a year younger than her. Cen Shishi was 14
years old this year. This little girl, Cen Shishi, wasn't as honest as Song Wei'er. Her big eyes
darted around before landing on Song Wei'er, whose fair face still had a hint of pink.

"Sister Wei'er...what are you doing!... "

Cen Shishi smiled and walked in. Song Wei'er felt guilty. After all, she and Wenlong had just done those embarrassing
things , and her body was still a little sore, but the feeling was wonderful! Her mind was in turmoil as she
closed the door behind her.

Wenlong was engrossed in flipping through Wei'er's father's thick stamp album when Song Wei'er and Cen Shishi walked in
. Cen Shishi was a little surprised to see Wenlong there, but then she thought it was normal. Wenlong used to be
best friends with the two of them and Lulu.

"Wenlong!...Do you like stamp collecting?...This is my dad's!...Are we still studying math olympiad?"

Song Wei'er saw Wenlong engrossed in looking through the stamps, and now she felt an extremely
close relationship with him, becoming very concerned about everything about him.

"Yes!...Ahem!...I quite like stamp collecting! I remember Uncle Song likes to drink!...
I didn't know he liked stamp collecting!..."

Lying came easily to Wenlong; it was no problem for him. He turned to look at Song Wei'er, smiled, closed the thick
stamp album, and wondered how he could get his hands on it.

"My dad doesn't like stamp collecting!...I think this was given to him by his workplace!..."

Song Wei'er looked at Wenlong's handsome face, her own face flushing slightly. Her heart raced as she recalled their intimate little
secret. She shyly avoided looking into Wenlong's eyes, turning instead to look at Cen Shishi, who was pursing
her lips and blinking, as she answered.

Then, at Song Wei'er's house, Wenlong continued to teach them math olympiad. The two little girls studied diligently with admiration in their eyes
. Time passed quickly during their studies. Before they knew it, it was evening. The adults in the compound
returned one after another. At this time, Song Weibing also returned home. He was delighted to see Wenlong there, teaching his daughter
. He adored Wenlong; this little guy was going to be extraordinary! If it weren't for the vast difference
in status and Lu Chunfeng, he would have really wanted to become in-laws with the Lu family!

"Hehe!... Wenlong, it's been a long time. You're teaching Wei'er!..."

Song Weibing was a slender, moderately built, and gentle-looking middle-aged man under forty. He wore glasses and looked
very refined.

"Hello, Uncle Song!..."

"Hello, Uncle Song!..."

"Dad, you're back!"

Wenlong and the other two greeted Song Weibing as he strode into the house. Song Weibing smiled
at the children and went into the inner room. Wenlong finished his math tutoring session, and Cen Shishi
said goodbye home. Wenlong had deliberately delayed until this time to wait for Song Weibing to return and ask him
about the stamps.

"You…aren't you going home for dinner yet?…"

Song Weier glanced at the boy, who was younger than her, and whispered. Ever since her encounter with Wenlong that afternoon…
With such an intimate relationship, the young girl's mindset naturally changed. Did you really think she didn't know what Wenlong and
she ? Girls mature earlier than boys; the saying "a poor man's child learns to be independent early
" applies here. Naturally, she knew that her virginity had been thoroughly enjoyed by this boy who was a year older than her,
and she probably already considered him her little lover. As for the extremely excited feeling of her
mind , Song Wei'er also found an excuse for her behavior: it was
because she liked him!

"Hehe!... Wenlong, have dinner here tonight!... Don't be polite with Uncle Song!..."

Just as Wenlong was about to explain, Song Weibing came out from the inner room, saw the two young people standing there,
smiled at Wenlong, and sat down on the rattan chair.

"Oh!...Then I'll have to tell my parents! Uncle Song, you're too kind!..."

Wenlong glanced at Song Weier, who was beaming with joy, then turned to Song Weibing and said, "The neighborly
relationship truly lived up to the saying 'a close neighbor is better than a distant relative.' Even though we've moved away in recent years, there's still a
sense of closeness." He was thinking about how to bring up the stamps.

"Hehe...No need! I'll have Weier tell your mom!...You're such a
thoughtful child! Why are you being so polite with Uncle Song!...I haven't even thanked you for teaching Weiwei math yet!..."

Song Weibing looked up at the smiling Wenlong and shook his head.

"Ahem!...Uncle Song! I'd like to ask you for a favor!..."

"Oh?...Tell me!...What could be so important that you, a little genius, would ask your uncle for help?..."

Song Weibing joked, looking at Wenlong. At this moment, Song Weier's mother, Luo Bingqian, returned. Wenlong stood
up and politely greeted Aunt Zhang. Song Wei'er's mother, Luo Bingqian, was a voluptuous young woman.
Her simple clothes couldn't conceal her impressively curvaceous figure. Her face was like a rosy apricot, her skin like
jade , and her long, black hair was styled in a bun. Her two large, full breasts
stretched taut over the low-cut black uniform she wore for the mobile company. Beneath her black suit skirt, glossy black pantyhose clung tightly to
her long, shapely thighs, and her black high heels clicked crisply with each step.

She adored this charming and polite little boy, smiled at Wenlong, and went into the inner room.

"...I like stamp collecting!...I saw Uncle Song works at the post office! So, I want to buy some stamps!..."

Wenlong said, holding a teacup that Song Wei'er had poured for him, taking a sip and looking at Song Weibing.

"Stamp collecting? Hehe!...You have this hobby too!...Hmm!...So what stamps do you want to buy?"

Song Weibing leaned back in his rattan chair, stretched his legs, lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff, and looked at Wenlong with a smile.

"I...I want the 1968 'The Whole Country is Red' stamp...and some other stamps too..."

Wenlong was a little hesitant; that stamp was quite valuable now, and Uncle Song might not be willing to part with it.

"Oh?...You want that error stamp!...Let me think!..."

Song Weibing was stunned upon hearing this, his eyes becoming suspicious as he looked at Wenlong with a flickering gaze.

"I say, Old Song! It's just a stamp, isn't it?...If Wenlong likes it, just get him a few, that's enough
...Wenlong, Auntie will cook you something delicious tonight!..."

Luo Bingqian changed her clothes, put on an apron, and came out, smoothing her shoulder-length hair, giving
Song Weibing a coquettish look. Wenlong smiled innocently at the bright and pretty Luo Bingqian, then turned to look at Song Weibing, who was smoking
with his head down, without saying a word.

"Phew!...Alright!...Those wrong stamps have all been taken back by the post office...How about this!...Since you like
stamp collecting ! I have a stamp album here, I'll give it to you!... "

"Ah!...This...this...Uncle Song, is this alright!...No need to give it to me! I'll buy it!
After all, Wei'er is growing up now and needs nutrition..."

Wenlong's words were well-chosen. Taking something for free wouldn't be nice, and you wouldn't accept money either, after all, they
've been neighbors for many years. But by mentioning Song Wei'er's name, the adults
would definitely feel much better.

"This child! He's so sensible!...Old Lu really raised a good son!... "

Song Weibing watched Wenlong run off in a flash, then looked up at his wife Luo Bingqian and smiled. Song
Wei'er stood by, her heart filled with joy and sweetness.
She .

Chapter 106: Wen Yaxian "Who says otherwise!... But looking at Wenlong's transformation, he's really grown up
so much! He's become more and more capable. Now, at such a young age, he owns a company and is a boss, eloquent and witty, like
a real man. He's nothing like before, so timid and shy like a little girl..."

Luo Bingqian glanced at her happy daughter, walked over, gently stroked her head, and
said with a thoughtful expression.

"Mom! Today, Wenlong had half an afternoon of math Olympiad lessons with me and Cen Shishi!..."

Song Wei'er giggled, quickly praising Wenlong. Luo Bingqian smiled at her daughter, pinched her smooth
little face, and turned to cook.

………………

Wen Yaxian can now walk for more than ten minutes while supporting herself against the wall. Wenlong and Wen Yaxian, who arrived in the evening,
both showed joyful eyes; it was truly unbelievable! Wen Yaxian's excitement was beyond words
. Indeed, she had been in a wheelchair for fifteen years. Now, in just a few days, she could stand up again—
it was truly a miracle.

"Aunt Yaxian!... I think... I need to think of a way! I'll live with you! Okay!...
"

Wenlong thought this initial training was crucial, mainly because no one could know Wen Yaxian was cured. Therefore,
Wenlong considered that he had to do it himself, especially since the two were currently deeply in love.

"...Ah!... Really! My little darling! My little devil! Auntie loves you to death!... Do you have any good
ideas?... "

Wen Yaxian didn't want to be separated from Wenlong for even a moment; she wished they could be together every day. This
was normal ; age was no longer an issue. Wen Yaxian was completely captivated by Wenlong's charm,
and hearing him say this made her scalp tingle with excitement. Wenlong was also very proud of his charm. He smiled and
whispered in Wen Yaxian's ear. Wen Yaxian listened and nodded repeatedly, her beautiful eyes shining with a charming light.

"I'll always be yours!...My little darling, you'll always be mine! Didn't you say you'd walk your own
path and let others talk?...Don't be upset about this, I didn't even acknowledge him!..." Wen Yaxian walked behind Wenlong, reached out and hugged him tightly, resting her head on his shoulder, speaking

slowly and affectionately . "Hmm!...He still asked you out, it's okay, I'll always be with you...He wouldn't dare take advantage ..." Wenlong slowly turned around, looked up at Wen Yaxian's radiant face and sparkling eyes, and smiled. "Hmm! I'll listen to whatever you say!...I love you to death! My little darling!..." Wen Yaxian looked at his handsome face under the light shining from the room, her heart overflowing with love. She cupped Wenlong's face in her hands and kissed his fragrant lips. "...I love you! Wenlong!..." Wen Yaxian hugged Wenlong from behind, her fragrant lips pressed against his face, speaking with deep affection and excitement. "...I love you too!...Ya Xian!..." Wen Long felt Wen Ya Xian's deep love and turned his head to kiss her soft, fragrant lips, which were slightly cool. Jinlin Hutong, Wen Ya Xian's home. Inside the room, it was dimly lit and warm. The soft yellow light of the bedside lamp spilled onto the large bed, on the thick white cotton quilt. Wen Long held her two long, smooth, white legs, his slender, strong waist thrusting forcefully into her wet, hot crotch. Wen Ya Xian's long, black hair was spread out, swaying wildly on the pillow . Her small mouth hissed softly, her slender, white arms flailing wildly in the air, her delicate, pearl-like toes curled. Passion overflowed; the frenzied man and woman were using their strength and desire to enact a fierce, ill-fated love affair. The room was filled with Wen Yaxian's unrestrained moans. Wenlong, like a tireless pile driver, relentlessly and violently pounded into her warm, wet, tight, soft, and pink member, which excited him to the extreme. "Oh...my love...so big...so thick...oh...sister...sister...heart...heart... is...being...push...ah...I'm going to...pee...uh...pee...ahhh..." Wen Yaxian twisted her slender waist wildly. Suddenly, she screamed, her hands tightly hugging Wenlong's small shoulders , her long legs clamping tightly around his body, her small mouth biting hard at his strong shoulders, her body beginning to tremble and spasm violently, her small, round, jade-like toes twitching with pain, and pearly tears beginning to overflow from her beautiful, tightly closed almond eyes. The hot, wet, soft tightness tightly enveloped Wenlong's hard, fiery member, and the hot glans was once again trapped, thick, cool liquid gushing out and pouring onto the hot glans . "Oh!...Baby...I want it..." Wenlong's head suddenly went numb, his hands fiercely gripping those two plump, snowy buttocks, his body plunging forward with a powerful thrust. His fiery head plunged into the tight, constricting opening, into a soft, pulsating place, his hot, hard erection swelling violently. The intense, peak-like excitement suddenly descended, and a powerful, rhythmic ejaculation began... "Ah!..." Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes rolled back, her small mouth emitting a hoarse scream, her whole body convulsing in pain. Wen Yaxian, already at the peak of extreme excitement, felt a gush of scalding liquid spray from her soft depths, and she knew what had happened... The excitement in her heart was indescribable... He had ejaculated inside her again! ...I'm going to have his child ! The excitement in her mind reached its peak. Then, everything went black, and she fainted. Tonight, at the moment Wenlong released his primordial yang energy, he suddenly entered a profound state. Texts appeared in his mind, and in this mystical state, Wenlong became excited. He knew these were some of the hidden techniques within the "Mysterious Yang Divine Skill ." It was truly a remarkable coincidence. At this moment, neither Wen Yaxian nor Wenlong noticed that they were both enveloped by a flowing, golden aura. This was the true union of yin and yang, a reversal of fortune. Although he had recently been intimate with several women, including his aunt Bai Shuzhen, Yin Hong, He Qing, Yu Fang, and Tang Sisi , there was always a time lag—either he or she orgasmed first. He had never experienced the same spiritual and physical union as with Wen Yaxian, and most importantly, he hadn't encountered a nearly forty-year-old virgin like her, especially one with such a precious and auspicious body. Therefore, he was completely unaware of the true wonders of the "Mysterious Yang Divine Skill." Wen Yaxian, in turn, was deeply blessed. Wenlong's Mysterious Yang energy helped Wen Yaxian cleanse her marrow and bones, while Wen Yaxian's pure yin energy combined with the Mysterious Yang energy, achieving a true yin-yang fusion. Wen Yaxian's meridians were thus fully opened, directly connecting the bridge between heaven and earth. Simply put, Wen Yaxian became a martial arts master after tonight. Of course, she didn't know, and Wenlong knew even less. The summer heat was intense, the night deep and long. Everywhere, people laughed and enjoyed the cool air, but what strange and mysterious things happened in this ordinary courtyard in Jinlin Hutong remained unknown to the world… … Night fell, and several dark figures appeared at the Black Shark Society's headquarters in Sihai City, beneath the shadowy walls of the luxurious manor. Among the shadows were several hooded figures, only their gleaming eyes visible. The leader made a few hand gestures, and the others immediately scattered. Each pulled out their climbing tools, and with a few soft sounds, the figures flashed into the villa manor like ghosts. The Black Shark Society members on guard along the way hadn't even reacted before they fell to the ground with muffled groans, unstoppable and unstoppable . The meeting room on the third floor was brightly lit. Brother Black Panther was furious again, in the magnificent room. Black Panther and several other gang leaders frowned. "Black Panther!...I think Liang Haishan...did he hide that mother and daughter? With his lecherous nature..." The cunning middle-aged gangster glanced at Black Panther, who was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, and asked suspiciously . The other men in black immediately nodded in agreement. "Impossible! What time is it? Even if they were doing that kind of thing, they should be done by now!" Black Panther didn't believe this at all. He was just about to say, "Let's send people to look for them." Just then, "Clang!...Clang!...Pfft!" Several sounds of shattering window glass rang out, followed by several smoke bombs emitting white smoke falling into the room through the broken windows. Instantly, the meeting room was filled with white smoke, and a series of violent coughs erupted. Then, several fully armed men in black hoods and combat suits easily captured the Black Shark gang members inside, who were clutching their throats and tears streaming down their faces. Several of the men...

The Shark Gang's henchmen instinctively resisted, but were instantly killed by the fully armed men in black
. The leader of the men in black waved his hand, and several of them, each carrying a weapon,
vanished , leaving only a room full of white smoke, several empty smoke grenade casings on the floor, and
more than ten cold corpses.

The pitch-black night, the cool breeze, turned into a shower washing over the earth...

Wenlong was enjoying himself at Wen Yaxian's house, while Brother Black Panther and several leaders of the Shark Gang's Sihai City branch
were locked in a pitch-black, damp, and cold room, where no sound could

be heard. After an unknown amount of time, one of the gangsters shivered, probably unable to bear the cold any longer.

"Hiss... It's so cold!... Where are we...?" "Hmm!... No need to think about it! It was that brat we offended who did it!..." The cunning old gangster said after a moment of contemplation. "No way?... He... dares to do this?... " Another voice trembled with cold. "Damn it!... This little brat! He's utterly lawless!... If I could..." Black Panther was still unrepentant, stubbornly gritting his teeth as he spoke, though he was also freezing cold. "Hmph! Sigh!... Do you think we're still alive?... I reckon Liang Haishan and the others are already... dead..." The cunning old gangster sighed. Chapter 107: Black Shark Club "Bullshit! Bullshit!... How could that be??... " Black Panther was extremely unconvinced, and his anger seemed to have lessened his coldness. "...Sigh!...Brother Black Panther! Do you think Black Shark would joke around like this? Let's not talk about that for now... Let's talk about Liang Haishan!...Liang Haishan's plan is definitely to kidnap the little girl first, get the address of her new home from her! And then have a mother-daughter thing after her mother arrives! Right? But you've forgotten two things! First , that person is the little girl's classmate! Second, he's extremely skilled! Just based on these two points! And we know his background, do you think he'd let us live?...He'd definitely kill Liang Haishan and the others or lock them all up ! But I think with my..." Judging from my feelings, it should be the former! Because I feel that person is not an ordinary kid! Have you ever seen a kid like that? Casually beating someone into complete paralysis? And looking completely indifferent? Could you do that? I've seen life and death, and he's extremely ruthless. Besides, he already said that day! Who told you... to disobey and provoke him? ... He locked us up to terrify and panic us... understand? This is called psychological warfare! ... A master! ..." This cunning and shrewd gangster is truly a talent. If Wenlong were here, he would definitely say something like that. The dark room was completely silent. "...So we'll all die?... " Brother Black Panther finally started to get scared. "Yes!... Only the dead won't betray you or do bad things!... This person is very mysterious! Do you remember what he said that day ?... Actually, what he said was very insightful!... But it's also true! You guys are too naive!... Gangsters never have a good ending!..." The cunning gangster shook his head in the darkness and sighed. "I don't want to die!... Waaah..." Someone couldn't hold back anymore. "...Old You... do you think we still have hope?... " Another trembling voice filled with terror. "I don't know!... But I think he has a reason for locking us up!... Killing us is no different than crushing an ant for him!... You guys! When you were doing evil, why didn't you think about this day? He said something that day that I think is very true! What goes around comes around!..." The cunning gangster Old You sighed and didn't speak anymore. In fact, in the room next to them, Yuan Ba and several special forces members heard their conversation clearly. Even Yuanba was impressed ; he was truly a seasoned veteran. You couldn't argue with that! … Yang Liwu received the news immediately: “What? The Black Shark Gang branch has been wiped out? Who did it? It couldn't have been the police. If it were, my sister would have warned me beforehand! Oh well, so be it. What's the big deal? The Black Shark Gang's constant fighting and killing is child's play. The nail that sticks out gets hammered down first, which conveniently gave us cover! They've got a death wish; they wouldn't dare mess with our Phoenix Illusion ! Listen to our Phoenix Illusion! What does it mean to be high-class? What does it mean to be an entertainment paradise? What does it mean to be high-end, elegant, sophisticated? Our Phoenix Illusion on Haiqinghua Island is absolutely world-class! Hahaha!” … “Ah!…” A delicate scream echoed throughout the courtyard of Jinlin Hutong. Many people who had just fallen asleep rushed out , standing in the moonlight, exchanging bewildered glances before turning to the direction of the scream that had come from Director Wen's house. The bespectacled young man was the most eager, immediately knocking on the door and loudly asking what had happened. From inside came Wenlong's distinctive voice: "Just a mouse! ...Women are all afraid of this! Haha! ..." Then everyone outside burst into laughter; it was that incredibly funny little guy. Smiling broadly, they waved to each other and went home to continue sleeping. "What happened?...Oh my god!..." In the steamy bathroom, Wen Yaxian woke up to find herself covered in a layer of black, oily , fishy-smelling grime. Tears welled up in her eyes. No wonder she screamed; a beautiful woman with snow-white skin suddenly turned into a coal-covered mess—how could she not be terrified? "Congratulations!... You're no longer an ordinary person!..." When Wenlong woke up, he discovered that his "Mysterious Yang Divine Skill" had directly advanced to the mid-stage. He was stunned by this surprise. After finally calming down, he saw a woman lying beneath him, her entire body covered in black, which startled him. After calming down, he naturally remembered what happened last night. So that's how it was. And his body was also covered in the same gray-black color. He got up to take a shower, then woke up Wen Yaxian, who was still sleeping. Wen Yaxian woke up with a deafening scream. "Splash... My God!..." Wen Yaxian stood in the bathtub, letting Wenlong help her wash. A large tub of dark water held a muscular...

A stunningly beautiful woman with skin so fair and translucent that it would make any woman in the world envious. Wenlong was completely dumbfounded, his fiery
dragon instantly erect. Wen Yaxian also stared in astonishment at
Wenlong's erect dragon, which was eighteen or nineteen centimeters long. Then they both laughed and, without doing anything else, went to find a mirror. Wen Yaxian's hand trembled as she picked up the mirror and
raised it. Her face froze instantly. In the mirror was a great beauty, with jade-like skin, eyebrows like curved willows, long and thick black
eyelashes, almond eyes as black as bright stars, a small and straight nose, full cherry lips as red as cinnabar, a perfectly rounded
chin, and a flawless oval face. This...is this me? My God! So beautiful! Every
smile and frown was breathtaking. In fact, Wen Yaxian's appearance hadn't changed; what had changed was her skin and her temperament. She gave the impression
of being absolutely stunning. Mature with an elegant and refined noble air. What man could resist such a woman
? After last night's changes, Wenlong's skin appeared even more delicate, making him look like a piece of pure white jade
. He gave off an air of mystery, though outwardly he still possessed the youthful innocence and maturity
of a young boy in puberty. "Hoo!...Come here, baby! Next time I want you to wear all kinds of stockings when I fuck you. It's such a waste not to wear stockings on

your long, slender, jade-like legs..." Wenlong chuckled, holding the exquisitely beautiful and gentle Wen Yaxian on the bed, his long, slender hands lightly stroking the still-shocked Wen Yaxian, as he spoke softly. Wen Yaxian finally realized that this little devil had brought her so many shocks and surprises: " Okay , I'll wear all kinds of stockings for you to see from now on... Now I want you to... put... it in... and tell me slowly ... Hmm... it's grown so much..." Wen Yaxian shyly lay on Wenlong's body, acting coquettishly. Her white, alabaster-like hands gently stroked Wenlong's hard, hot penis. She lifted her long, slender, smooth legs and slid her burning hot penis back and forth on the already wet and hot soft crevice between her thighs. She breathed softly, and Wenlong's nose was filled with a subtle fragrance. He grabbed her soft, and pressed down. "Oh!... So deep!... It's swollen!... It's so sore..." Wen Yaxian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she let out a soft cry. She breathed softly and her body went limp on Wenlong's body. "Hiss... It's so tight!... Let's get down to business!... I think it was last night... I think I ejaculated inside again... ... In that instant, I think yin and yang were in harmony, really, don't laugh!... This is a very magical technique!... All that black grime on your body is your toxins, all of it has been expelled... Because I cleansed your marrow and bones , you could say you've become a martial arts master... That's why you've become even more radiant... You don't believe me!... " Wen Yaxian's body was incredibly weak, and her crotch was unbearably itchy. The itching inside her body made her involuntarily sway her snowy buttocks rapidly. The faster she rubbed, the itchier it became, and the itchier it became, the more she wanted to rub. Just as she began to feel her brain starting to go numb , she suddenly heard Wenlong say that she was a martial arts master, and she giggled. The numbness in her brain disappeared. "You don't believe me!... Pillowcase!... Try tearing it open with force!... " Wenlong said tentatively, actually he didn't know if cleansing the marrow and bones could directly make one a martial arts master. He handed a thick, plain-patterned cotton pillowcase to Wen Yaxian, who was on top of him. "...Uh...no...oh...sister...sister's going to...ah...I'm going to pee..." Wen Yaxian, extremely sensitive, felt the sudden interruption, a wave of intense tingling surging deep within her body. She gripped Wenlong's shoulders tightly, wildly and rapidly swaying her hips, then abruptly stopped, her soft body pressing tightly against Wenlong, her small mouth panting, a hissing sound like crying, her limbs tightly wrapped around Wenlong's strong body, beginning a violent spasm, trembling and shaking. The soft, slippery tightness of her body released a cool sensation again, which Wenlong naturally absorbed. This time, no strange phenomenon occurred. After two minutes of peak excitement, Wen Yaxian breathed softly, kissed Wenlong's lips, smiled, her face filled with happiness and satisfaction. "Tear this...off!...Try it!..." Wenlong, unwilling to give up, took the thick cotton pillowcase again and handed it to the now-pleasant Wen Yaxian. "...Ugh!...You little rascal!...You're always bullying your sister!..." Wen Yaxian gave Wenlong a coquettish glare, propped herself up from his limp body, took the thick pillowcase, and with her two slender, white hands, grabbed the large pillowcase and, as if in a huff, tore it in two. "Rip!...Ah!" The thick pillowcase broke in two without any surprise. Wen Yaxian stared dumbfounded at the two halves of the pillowcase, then looked at her own hands, simply unable to believe her eyes. Even cutting this kind of pillowcase with scissors would require a lot of effort from Wen Yaxian, yet she had just torn it in two with a gentle tug. "Hahaha!...Congratulations! Congratulations! Lady Wen! You're amazing!...Come on!...Punch me here! With all your might!" Wenlong was excited, sitting up abruptly from the bed, forgetting that they were both naked. Holding Wen Yaxian's soft little hand, he pulled her to the wall inside the bed and gestured for her to punch it. Wen Yaxian became interested, her heart filled with unusual excitement and trepidation. "Will it hurt?... I'm afraid of pain... you little rascal..." Wen Yaxian looked at Wenlong's excited face with a scared expression and said weakly. "Don't be afraid! Just think that my punch is full of power and can punch through the wall!..." Wenlong's expression became serious. Wen Yaxian's expression also became serious, her little fist clenched, her pretty face turning red. Chapter 108: Qin Kexin Wenlong thought to himself, if this punch goes in, the wall will probably collapse. "Forget it!... We'll go out for the experiment later!... If you really smash this, how will we sleep tonight!..." Thinking of this, he quickly grabbed Wen Yaxian's little fist, feeling the explosive force inside. Good heavens! This punch could probably punch through a person. Wen Yaxian was definitely happy to hear that she didn't have to punch the wall. "It hurts so much to hit the wall." She immediately got up and started dressing. Wenlong didn't say anything and also started getting dressed. "After breakfast, I need to go back and buy some things!" Wenlong said to Wen Yaxian, who was washing up, after he finished dressing. "Okay!...What are you buying? You have something to do back home! My little darling! I won't ask too many questions if you have something to do..." Wen Yaxian transformed back into the elegant and refined Director Wen as soon as she got out of bed.

Wenlong thought to himself, "This woman is truly unpredictable. One way in bed, another way out. She's so hard
to fathom.

" "Smart! No wonder she's my wife! ...I won't ask things I shouldn't, and I'll tell you what
I should tell you!"

Wenlong gave Wen Yaxian a deep look and said slowly. Wen Yaxian immediately kissed Wenlong's
lips. Their two slippery tongues instantly intertwined! Their passion erupted, both of them vigorously
kneading each other's bodies. Their clothes became an obstacle between them, and their rapid panting and low hisses
only fueled the madness of their passionate love...

For Huang Xiaofu, who was cooking outside, Wen Yaxian and Wenlong's secretive behavior
was nothing new; she wasn't surprised at all. But why was that little devil so excited today?
She was very curious about that. So, she quietly went into the house and tried to eavesdrop on what the two were
doing in the inner room. But she couldn't hear anything; it was completely silent.

This was Huang Xiaofu's first time doing something like peeping, and her heart was pounding wildly. But there was nothing inside as she had imagined
, which only fueled her curiosity. Should she push the door open and peek? Was the door not properly closed? Huang Xiaofu's heart raced
even faster, and her nervousness intensified. She noticed a crack in the door; it wasn't locked,
but ajar.

Huang Xiaofu felt her mouth go dry, her blood boiling, and her hands sweating with tension.
She took a deep breath, holding it in, finally managing to calm her heart, which felt like it was about to burst from her chest. She raised her slender fingers and
silently pushed open the inner door.

The door opened a crack, and Huang Xiaofu saw a shocking scene she would never forget, a scene that made all the blood rush to her
head . Wenlong! The little boy, in everyone's eyes, was standing by the bed, his hands lifting
his aunt Wen Yaxian's long, bare, snow-white legs, violently thrusting into her two
pink His thick, long member was
moving in and out of the slippery, pink petals, dripping with a sticky fluid. His aunt was wildly tossing her long, black
hair, her face flushed with ecstasy and excitement. She was clearly in a state of extreme arousal, her
slender, snow-white arms flailing in the air, as if trying to grasp something. Her small mouth seemed to be calling out something.
Why couldn't she hear anything?

Huang Xiaofu had no idea how she had silently retreated. A morning breeze from outside the courtyard
brought her back to reality. She touched her burning face and realized that her
crotch slippery, cool to the touch from the breeze. My God! What's wrong with me? Have I become a shameless,
wicked woman? Now she completely understood. Why was Wen Yaxian so special to Wenlong? It turned out they
were...that kind of relationship. Huh? How could that be? Aren't the things of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys usually small?
How come his is so big? She was also a nurse, and it seemed Wenlong's was even thicker and longer than an adult man's. Huang Xiaofu
was confused again, covering her burning face as she went to the bathroom...

Early the next morning, after eating breakfast at Wen Yaxian's house, Wenlong dressed neatly, packed some necessities, and drove
to Qin Kexin's place to knock on the door. However, his heart was filled with unease. He didn't know how to face Qin Kexin.
Because of what happened yesterday noon, Wenlong hadn't slept well all night. But this time, Wenlong didn't choose to run away;
what was coming would come.

However, perhaps because it was really too early, when he knocked on the door, he wasn't
scolded , but by Qin Lulu.

"Look at the time, it's only a little past 6! Bro! Do you really need to be up so early?" Qin Lulu,
wearing a cute cartoon pajama set, said sleepily, a little exasperated.

"It's a little past 6. Washing my face, having breakfast, and getting ready should be about right!" Wenlong said innocently.
It's just that Wen Yaxian and Huang Xiaofu both have to go to the hospital for their early shifts, so he gets up early!

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. Go wake my sister, I'll go wash my face first!" Qin Lulu sometimes
bickered with Wenlong, but most of the time she gave in to him.

Qin Lulu was 1.62 meters tall. Although she wasn't as tall as Qin Kexin (1.68 meters), she still looked quite beautiful in her
cartoon pajamas with her hair messy. Wenlong just didn't appreciate it. Qin Lulu, except for the
first time she wore pajamas in front of Wenlong and felt shy, got used to it afterward. She even dared to show her face without washing it,
because at this age, young girls are still relatively innocent and don't think about so many things.

When Wenlong heard Qin Lulu say that Qin Kexin was still sleeping, he felt a slight surge of excitement.

"Sister Kexin, what's it like when she's sleeping?" Seeing Qin Lulu go into the bathroom to wash her face,
Wenlong mustered his courage and went to Qin Kexin's bedroom. He reached out, intending to knock

, but instead, almost unconsciously, he grasped the doorknob and gently turned it.

"Gurgle!"

The door wasn't locked!

Wenlong gently pushed the door open and saw a sleeping beauty lying on the bed—wasn't this his goddess, Qin
Kexin ?

However, Qin Kexin's entire head was covered by the blanket, as if she hadn't slept enough the night before, hence
the blanket wasn't long enough.

Because Qin Kexin was lying on her side, one of her little
feet was hidden inside.

If it were a few days ago, Wenlong would have woken Sister Kexin up, but
after his recent experiences, he had become bolder.

He quietly went in, deliberately leaving the door ajar, and slowly walked to Qin Kexin's bedside.

Looking at Qin Kexin's alluring figure beneath the thin blanket, Wenlong's heart stirred again.

He stared at the small foot peeking out from under the covers, a voice seemingly whispering in his mind, "Touch it,
no one will know!"

Struggling and hesitant, Wenlong slowly reached out his trembling hand.

Just as he was about to approach that snow-white foot, Qin Kexin suddenly pulled it back.

The sudden movement startled Wenlong.

As if doused with cold water, he obediently went to the door, left it ajar, and
pretended to knock, saying, "Sister Kexin, it's time to get up!"

After a few calls, Qin Kexin woke up. When Wenlong entered openly, he saw...
Qin Kexin stretched out a small, fair hand, picked up a phone, and peeked out to check the time.

"What time is it? So early!" Qin Kexin said sweetly.

Then she put the phone down and went back to sleep. However, this made Qin Kexin's mind
clear . She recalled the absurd dream she had last night—she dreamt that she and Wenlong
had a passionate lovemaking session in her own bed. In the dream, she felt extremely satisfied and at peace. Recalling everything in her dream, Qin
Kexin's face flushed again. She struggled with how to face Wenlong.

Seeing Qin Kexin still asleep, Wenlong, though wanting to feast his eyes, dared not
look any longer.

He could only say something like, "If you don't get up quickly, you'll be late," before reluctantly
retreating to wait in the living room.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of running water came from Qin Kexin's master bedroom. Wenlong knew that Qin Kexin was taking
a shower.

In the past, Wenlong would hesitate several times about whether or not to peek, but this time he decisively pushed open
Qin Kexin's bedroom door, only to find it locked.

"Damn it, am I stupid?!" Wenlong remembered that he had just
locked the door himself to prove his innocence.

The more Wenlong thought about it, the angrier he became. Now he could only hear the sounds inside, but couldn't do anything.

The sound of running water in Qin Kexin's bathroom only stopped when Qin Lulu finished washing up and was almost ready to change.

Qin Kexin usually took a quick shower in the morning, about ten minutes, just a simple rinse.

The morning passed quickly with the two sisters busy, but some minor
accidents .

When Qin Kexin faced Wenlong again, a hint of embarrassment subtly appeared on her face. Wenlong's
heart pounded when he saw Qin Kexin's watery eyes, but he naturally didn't understand why she was
blushing. He was worried that his overly aggressive actions the night before might have offended her. However, seeing
her reaction, his anxiety subsided.

The two acted as if nothing had happened, continuing their usual interactions with perfect understanding.

Today, Qin Kexin wore a white knitted short-sleeved top over a white vest with an apple print,
which accentuated her full, firm breasts. She wore Giordano cropped jeans, which made her legs
appear long and straight. Her full, rounded but not overly large buttocks were pert and upturned, adorned with an orange belt and
black canvas shoes, revealing a patch of white skin on her calves. Her waist was neither too thick nor too thin, giving her a sexy and
alluring charm.

At this moment, Qin Kexin also gave off a more innocent and beautiful impression.

"What? Teacher Shi, it has to be today?! Can you please…" Qin Lulu was very upset when she received another
phone call . Wenlong vaguely heard these words.

Chapter 109: Qin Kexin (Part Two)

A few minutes later, Qin Lulu looked like she was about to cry. She hung up the phone and said, "Sister, Wenlong, you guys
go first! Teacher Shi wants me to go to school to help out. Several other classmates have already gone!"

"Which Teacher Shi?"

"Teacher Shi Yanqiu, the teacher in the first year of high school. She said I was assigned to her class and she arranged for me to be the publicity committee member!"

"No way? You even knew which class we were assigned to beforehand? It's a black box, a conspiracy, a cheating game!"
Wenlong exclaimed dramatically, secretly thinking that his aunt Shi Yanqiu was unkind, not even taking care of her own nephew. Despite his resentment,
he still had a good relationship with Shi Yanqiu. He had two aunts; his eldest aunt, Liu Jiali, was
a bad person, causing resentment from her husband and daughter, and alienation from everyone, even Wenlong's mother ignored her. But this aunt Shi Yanqiu was
the opposite ; she was very good to Wenlong's family. Because she was two years younger than Bai Suzhen, she treated Bai Suzhen
like an older sister after joining the Bai family, getting along very well with her and showing extra affection for Wenlong. Her daughter, Bai Ling'er
, was a year younger than Wenlong and was especially close to her cousin, like a real brother.

"What black box, conspiracy, cheating game?! I just helped her with the publicity boards for the freshmen's military training at the beginning of high school and stuff like
that," Qin Lulu said. She did indeed have a talent for drawing and writing.

"What's going on? Another bulletin board assignment!" Wenlong complained, annoyed.

For three years of junior high, Wenlong had been the class's sports representative, so he was never assigned to create bulletin boards. However
, he always accompanied Qin Lulu whenever she did, as she was the academic and publicity representative.

"It's okay, sis. You take Wenlong to play for a bit first. I'll see if I can finish mine before noon
. If I do, I'll take the 1 PM bus to find you! Remember to wait for me at the 'base'!"

Qin Lulu felt Wenlong had been quite busy lately. At such a young age, he was involved in the company, rescuing people, and dealing with the Black
Shark Gang. She thought Wenlong was under too much pressure, so she didn't want her sister,
Qin Kexin, to cancel this relaxing outing because of her own issues. She waved her little fist, revealing her white teeth.

Actually, only she knew how long it would take to finish a bulletin board in one morning. She would have to miss the fishing trip.

"Okay, let's go first! Remember to call us when you're done! If you're running late, you
don't need to come; just go home. Mom and Dad will probably miss us too." Qin Kexin, being an experienced person,
had gone through similar experiences at school, so she didn't blindly join in the commotion and was quite sensible.

After the three of them agreed, Qin Lulu hurriedly went to school.

Wenlong and Qin Kexin, along with their fishing gear and some essentials such as a lighter,
water, and food, also set off.

On the way, Wenlong and Qin Kexin drove while enjoying the summer scenery in the countryside. The air was filled with
romantic sunshine, which put them

in a great mood. The "base" that Wenlong mentioned was actually an abandoned small reservoir. The base was in the suburbs,
in a small mountain far from the city, a quiet and secluded place.

This time, "Little Tail" didn't come along, which actually made Wenlong very happy, though he didn't have
any particular thoughts about it. However, when Wenlong looked at Qin Kexin's profile and gazed affectionately out the car window, he
found himself about to act impulsively.

Especially when Wenlong recalled the exciting scene from yesterday noon, he felt a strong urge to pull Qin Kexin into his arms
.

Because it was a small town far from the city, the road conditions weren't good, and the drive was quite
bumpy and , but the two finally arrived at their destination.

Qin Kexin led the way with practiced ease, recounting the last time she brought Li Hao here
and the latter's wistful expression. Qin Kexin seemed quite proud that they had discovered such a wonderful place.

Unintentionally, Qin Kexin hurt Wenlong's feelings again. Of course, Wenlong wasn't easily hurt; he just didn't want
to hear about that man.

"Finally here! Wow, the air is so fresh, so comfortable! Little one, get those things
ready, I'm going to check over there!" Qin Kexin ordered, adopting the air of an older sister.

Wenlong naturally agreed happily, but because his mind was entirely on Qin Kexin, he
imagined every word she said.

"Check over there? What's there to see? Is she going to pee? Well…" After boldly
considering decisively put down his things and quietly followed Qin Kexin.

Wenlong saw Qin Kexin come to a patch of grass, looking around anxiously, then blushing and
gently reaching out her slender hands to undo her belt.

"Sure enough, Sister Kexin drank two cups of soy milk this morning. She's been on the bus for over an hour, so she should relieve herself
!"

Wenlong thought excitedly and quietly crouched down. Because the place was deserted and overgrown with weeds,
Wenlong hid in the grass and slowly moved towards Qin Kexin, his eyes fixed on her.

He saw Qin Kexin shyly unbuckle her belt, first pulling down her jeans to reveal white
panties underneath. Then, before he could even react, Qin Kexin pulled down her white panties.

"So white! So perky!" Wenlong only felt a blur before Qin Kexin squatted down to urinate.

"Sizzle... sizzle!"

The sound of raindrops falling on the grass reached Wenlong's ears. He knew that Qin Kexin was
doing something very private less than seven or eight meters away from him.

Wenlong stared wide-eyed at Kexin's sprayed pubic area: her snow-white,
tender, and glistening thighs, a thick patch of pubic hair glistening black from the urine, a few strands of
wet pubic hair clinging to her dark red cleft, a single golden drop of urine dangling precariously. Even more alluring were the two pink and bright red labia
blooming hair, like rose petals in the morning dew, moist, fresh, and delicate.
Her thumb-sized clitoris, like a pearl, bathed in the sweet dew sprayed from her vulva, became even more lustrous
and smooth …

Wenlong's face flushed red, his breathing grew heavy, and his hands involuntarily touched his already hard and throbbing genitals.
"How could I have such thoughts? I can't!" Wenlong suddenly told himself.

Just now, perhaps stimulated by the sound of the water, he had actually wanted to rush forward and push Qin Kexin down.

Wenlong felt this thought was terrifying.

While he was struggling with his thoughts, Qin Kexin had already taken out a tissue to wipe her private parts, pulled up her white underwear, and
finished.

Seeing this, Wenlong returned the way he came. When Qin Kexin reappeared, Wenlong had taken out all
his belongings, but they were all in a mess.

Seeing this, Wenlong was scolded by Qin Kexin again, and he could only offer a helpless bitter smile.

The reservoir wasn't large, and due to years of neglect, it had gradually become a natural fishpond.

The entire fishing process was somewhat tedious, at least for Wenlong, as he had no understanding
of such pleasures.

They fished for over an hour; Qin Kexin caught several small fish and released them, while Wenlong
hadn't caught a single one.

Looking at the listless Wenlong, Qin Kexin said, "Didn't you used to love fishing? Why
don't you seem to like it anymore?"

"Sister Kexin, who's interested in fishing on such a hot day!" Actually, Wenlong wanted to say that it was because he used to
play along with her, but he didn't dare say that now, lest Qin Kexin think he was being too pretentious.

It was only a little before ten in the morning, the sun wasn't very strong yet, but Wenlong's mind
wasn't on fishing; it was still preoccupied with that crazy idea he'd just had.

He felt he could have a crush on Qin Kexin, because his feelings for her had been
brewing for a long time. Whatever the reasons for it in the past, Qin Kexin was now a goddess in his eyes.

Why could he only have a crush? Besides Qin Lulu, the more important reason was that Wenlong was only
sixteen while Qin Kexin was twenty-three—a seven-year age difference, which Wenlong saw as a huge
chasm between them.

Also, from his outsider's perspective, Qin Kexin was already married to Li Hao, so he had no
chance. Although Wenlong always told himself he wasn't obsessed with virgins, the thought
of Qin Kexin being with Li Hao still made his heart ache.

Even so, Wenlong had never considered possessing Qin Kexin. So why
did he have ? Was it because yesterday at noon had given him a taste of sweetness?

Seeing Wenlong's wandering thoughts, Qin Kexin assumed he had lost interest in fishing. Around 11:00 AM, the two
ate a simple lunch, and Qin Kexin led Wenlong to a mountain stream to rest
and chat.

The stream was shaded by towering trees.

Qin Kexin and Wenlong sat on a rock, about a meter apart. She rested her chin on her hand and said,
"Little one, I realize I don't understand you anymore!"

As she spoke, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if everything from the previous night
was resurfacing in her mind.

Wenlong's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. His first thought was that his secret had been exposed, but
the innocent expression on Qin Kexin's face told a different story.

Wenlong moved his lips and whispered, "Maybe it's because we've all grown up, and Sister Kexin doesn't like me
anymore !"

Qin Kexin sensed a hint of sadness in Wenlong's tone. She was silent for a moment, then tilted her head and said, "Yes,
we've all grown up. When we were little, I could watch you guys catch crabs and fish with your bare bottoms. Now that you're all
grown up, we can't play like that anymore. Look at yourself now, you've grown into such strong young men. I'm
so proud of you. My little one has finally grown up!"

A look of doting affection appeared on Qin Kexin's face, tinged with a slight blush.

Hearing Qin Kexin say this, Wenlong felt a little wronged. He moved his lips as if to say something,
but ultimately remained silent.

"Why don't you talk to your sister anymore?" Qin Kexin was a smart woman; she could
tell from Wenlong's expression that he was having trouble saying it.

"It's not that I don't want to talk to you, it's just that we've both grown up. There are some things I'm afraid to say that might upset you.
I'm afraid of losing you, Kexin!" Wenlong seemed to have mustered his courage.

Qin Kexin, of course, didn't know that Wenlong had just had a fleeting impulse to confess his feelings, but the words
he spoke lacked the right tone; to Qin Kexin, they sounded like a pout.

Because in Qin Kexin's eyes, no matter how Wenlong changed, he was still her little brother, a little
thing who followed her around.

"Silly boy, how could I leave you? Tell me, since the weather's nice today and I'm in a good mood,
just say those things you shouldn't say!" Qin Kexin said.

A surge of anger rose in Wenlong's chest. He had originally wanted to confess, but remembering the age difference and Qin Kexin's
marriage , he brought up the incident from the second year of junior high, the thing that had troubled him for so long.

When Wenlong mentioned this, he felt much more relaxed. Qin Kexin
chuckled , "Silly boy, I had completely forgotten about it! I didn't expect this little thing to have been on your
mind for so long. You're a boy, it's normal to have that kind of reaction when you're in contact with a girl!"

Chapter 110: Qin Kexin (Part 3)

Qin Kexin suddenly remembered last night and touched her slightly flushed face, thinking to herself, "He's really
grown up The little guy's thing must be quite big by now!"

"Sister Kexin, didn't you distance yourself from me and dislike me because of that incident?" Wenlong asked excitedly.

"Of course, I'm an experienced woman, how could I take such a small thing to heart? How could you think I would distance myself from
you!" Qin Kexin asked, puzzled. On the other hand, she thought that if she would ignore him, she
wouldn't have seen him today after Wenlong did such an outrageous thing last night. However, she felt that some misunderstandings and mistakes were inevitable, or rather,
she should take some responsibility.

"If you didn't dislike me, why haven't you contacted me much since that incident, and why don't you play with me anymore
!" Wenlong said, a little guilty. After all, what happened last night was still lingering in his mind. However,
thinking about that long-standing issue, he still felt a little wronged.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect you to keep dwelling on this. We've both grown up and have our own lives now.
Back then your sister was just starting university, and I was busy, so we just contacted each other less often. How could I ignore you?" Qin Kexin
explained repeatedly, seemingly afraid that this matter would create a rift between them. Wenlong

thought about Qin Kexin's explanation and realized that a large part of the reason was indeed because he had overthought things
and had avoided her.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it, Kexin-jie. I want... I want to hug you like when we were little,
is that okay ?" Wenlong said softly, his eyes filled with hope.

Wenlong's heart started pounding. Qin Kexin didn't speak when she heard Wenlong's request, but just stared at him

with her big, dark eyes, quite interested . It wasn't until Wenlong became somewhat uncomfortable that she said, "Do you feel there's a distance between us, and we're not as close as before? Or is it because I'm married that I'm becoming distant from you?" "I don't want that kind of intimacy," Wenlong replied. "It's just that my parents were always busy with work when I was little. It was you who hugged me when , and I felt so warm. Maybe now we've both grown up, and some things change ! Like, Kexin, you have a husband now, and you'll have children to take care of in the future. How will you have time to take care of me?" Wenlong sighed, his tone filled with deep helplessness. Qin Kexin didn't seem to agree with Wenlong's words. She shook her head and said to him, "Come sit closer!" Wenlong moved closer as instructed, a hint of anticipation in his heart. "A little closer!" Wenlong moved even closer, until there was only a fist's width between them . Just as Wenlong was feeling a little awkward, Qin Kexin naturally hugged him. Wenlong was startled at first, then hugged Qin Kexin tightly. Qin Kexin's body was very soft, but at this moment, Wenlong felt no lust, only deep emotion. In July, the mountain air was cool in the mornings and evenings, but still slightly warm during the day. Both were wearing minimal clothing, making their intimate contact both exciting and pleasurable for Wenlong. Qin Kexin, holding Wenlong's body, felt a tremor in her heart at first, but then acted naturally. She buried her head in Wenlong's chest and whispered, "Silly boy, I won't let you say those things again. No matter how change, you'll still be my brother. No matter who I marry or whose wife I become, I'll still be your sister!" "Really?" Qin Kexin's words seemed to touch a chord in Wenlong's heart, and he couldn't help but burst into . "Of course it's true. How many true friends can one have in a lifetime? You know I'm not People think I'm arrogant, but I just don't want to flatter others or constantly say nice things about them. I'm afraid you'll laugh at me, but your sister really doesn't have many close friends. In the end, besides my sister, you're the best person I've ever been to! But you think I've distanced myself from you! Humph, no good deed goes unpunished!" Qin Kexin saw Wenlong's tears but didn't wipe them away or comfort him, instead speaking with a natural smile. "Haha, I'm such a fool, Kexin, you really are the best!" Wenlong laughed and cried. "No, that's too cheesy!" Qin Kexin pushed Wenlong away, scolding him playfully. "Sister, will you trust me unconditionally from now on?" After a while of playful banter, Wenlong suddenly became serious. "Yes, as long as it's right, I'll trust you!" Qin Kexin thought for a moment and said. After this phone call, the so-called barrier between the two seemed to have disappeared. After an unknown amount of time, Wenlong stammered, seemingly wanting to say something. Qin Kexin, annoyed, smacked Wenlong on the back of the head, saying, "Just say what you have to say!" "Sister, do you feel happy after marrying Li Hao?" Wenlong asked directly. "You should call Li Hao 'brother'!" Qin Kexin corrected him, her eyes dimming for a moment before she raised her head and said slowly, "He's my first man. No matter what, I'm already married. Whether I'm happy or not doesn't matter anymore. Besides, he's good to me!"

Wenlong couldn't discern the underlying meaning in Qin Kexin's words. After all, once married,
no outsider could truly know how the two were doing.

He murmured, "Kexin, I hope you'll be happy!"

"Hehe, do you even need to tell me? Of course I'll be happy! By the way, tell me the truth, have you ever done
anything bad to Lulu?" Before, Qin Kexin wouldn't have dared to ask so directly, but after their conversation,
she could answer naturally.

"Ah? No, no! We both know studying is more important now, no, no, absolutely not!"

Wenlong quickly denied it.

"Hehe, don't get so excited, it's good that you haven't!" In Qin Kexin's view, they were still quite young
, and dating was inappropriate; studying should be the priority. Therefore, hearing Wenlong's words
satisfied her.

"Kexin, what if you have?" Wenlong joked.

"Hmph, you're still young, don't think about those frivolous things. After you graduate from university,
I won't care about you anymore. You can be with whoever you want!" Qin Kexin said.

"Graduating from university? That's so tragic!" Wenlong feigned pitifulness, but as soon as he saw Qin Kexin raise her hand
to hit him, he immediately changed his tune, "Yes, yes, Sister Kexin is right!"

"Hehe, that's a good boy!" Qin Kexin said smugly, her smile radiant.

Although Qin Kexin was much older than Wenlong, her mind was too simple and pure. She might be
more complicated with others, but with Wenlong, she truly held nothing back. At least in front of Wenlong, she was always her true
self She just didn't realize how charming and alluring she was. Often, in the face of lust, a man's
conscience is thrown to the winds.

Qin Kexin thought she could return to the days when they could talk about anything, but Wenlong's heart was set on her
, filled with infatuation and a touch of possessiveness.

Wenlong also thought he could go back to the past, but he underestimated his self-control.

This conversation seemed to have eliminated the barriers between them. Wenlong opened his heart, and Qin Kexin had also
opened hers without reservation, only she didn't know that she had let a wolf into her house.

"Hmm, time flies! It's already past three. Let's play a little longer and then head back! Lulu and Mom and
Dad are probably waiting for us at home." Qin Kexin seemed very happy and content with her fishing trip today. She
glanced at the time and felt it had passed quickly.

"Okay!" Wenlong readily agreed. Seeing Qin Kexin untying her shoelaces, he solicitously said, "Untying shoelaces
so slowly, you might develop geriatric syndrome. Let me, your little brother, help you!"

Wenlong grabbed one of Qin Kexin's feet.

"Ouch...ouch..." Startled by Wenlong's sudden attack, Qin Kexin lost her balance and had to brace herself
on the boulder, looking at Wenlong with a smile, her eyes filled with a hint of doting affection.

Wenlong never dreamed that just this morning he had been trying so hard to touch those jade-like feet, but now
he had touched them so easily. Wenlong gently took off Qin Kexin's canvas shoes, revealing a pair of fair and plump jade
-like feet.

Wenlong's large hands covered her feet, stroking them back and forth as if brushing off the dust. "Wearing shoes without
socks , stinks!"

Wenlong said, but he was very satisfied. Qin Kexin's jade-like feet felt so soft and smooth,
even more pleasant to the touch than jade. Wenlong loved them, but he didn't dare to do it openly,
so he made up this excuse.

"Nonsense, my feet never smell!" Every girl has an endless pursuit of beauty. They don't
like to hear words like dirty, smelly, or messy, especially Qin Kexin, who is very clean.

When she heard Wenlong say she had athlete's foot, she immediately refused to argue.

"Hehe, your nose is acting up. Go wash them! Hey, I bet you've never had a man
wash you?" Wenlong just wanted to play with those perfect jade-like feet a little longer, and he just made up a
plausible excuse for himself. But he didn't expect that his words would touch Qin Kexin.

"Yeah, no one's ever washed my feet before. My dad never did, and he..." Qin Kexin thought of
Li Hao, but it wasn't a tender memory; it was something else entirely.

When they were alone, Li Hao always tried to make love to her, but Qin
Kexin was somewhat resistant to it, partly due to a past memory.

Think about it, a man who only wants sex wouldn't care about such details.

Qin Kexin was somewhat dazed, unaware that this "good younger brother" was taking advantage of her too much.

If Wenlong hadn't retained a shred of consciousness, he would have really wanted to bite her.

Wenlong stood in the stream, bent down, and rolled up the cuffs of Qin Kexin's jeans to her knees,
leaving the area below her knees as the space Wenlong dreamed of.

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