Even the most heartless can be moving. 1-2

Author: Witch Ida
Published on the forum on April 27, 2017
First published on this site: Yes
Word count: 9980
Chapter 1: The Information Seller
From a young age, Milk Candy knew she was cute. Although she had never seriously looked in a mirror or
seen her own picture. People liked to hold her, feed her, and play with her. The phrase she heard most often was:
"Wow, what an adorable puppy!"
Milk Candy was a little over a year old Havana, with slightly curly, milky-white fur and two round, bright eyes
. She had never had an owner and had grown up in an animal shelter, so she always had an innocent look on her face and hadn't learned
to wag her tail to beg for food.
In fact, Milk Candy only wagged her tail at one person, and that was Qin Mujun, the veterinarian at the shelter. Sister Mujun
was a great beauty, with bright eyes and a radiant smile. Whenever Milk Candy saw Mujun smile, she felt as
happy as if she had eaten a whole half-cooked rib. Milk Candy was also Mujun's favorite puppy. But today, Sister Mu Jun
was going to get it vaccinated again. Naitang didn't like vaccinations, and was jumping around on its little bed, its dark eyes
looking pitifully at Mu Jun.
"Naitang, be good. I'll give you something delicious after your shot," Mu Jun said with a smile, trying to soothe the little dog.
Just then, Qiao Song, the shelter's investor, pushed open the door and entered. This man wasn't tall, but he was very strong;
from regularly going to the gym, you could see obvious muscles in his arms.
"Brother Qiao Song, you're here?" Mu Jun smiled sweetly.
"Well, nothing much happened at the company today, so I came to check in. Are you busy?"
"Yeah, three puppies need to get vaccinated today."
"Thank you for your hard work. These little guys have been much more energetic since you came. It seems
they prefer you, their pretty older sister, to me, the one who's just sitting around doing nothing. Why don't you visit the orphanage I sponsor
sometime? You're so cute, the children will definitely like you."
"Orphanage? Forget it… I prefer interacting with animals. You're not exactly a hands-off manager, you
come to see them often too."
"I'm not here to see them, I'm here to see you." Qiao Song said, reaching out to rub Mu Jun's chest.
"After you get your vaccinations, come to my office and keep me company for a while."
"You bad boy." Mu Jun blushed and said coquettishly. Seeing Mu Jun's smile, Naitang jumped even more excitedly. Mu Jun quickly
coaxed it to lie down and skillfully gave it a shot in the neck.
After receiving the vaccine, Mu Jun took off her white coat and went into Qiao Song's office. Qiao Song was sitting on the leather sofa, smoking
. He asked Mu Jun to sit next to him and began to caress her body.
"Brother, let's go out and get a room. It's not really appropriate in your office... There are other people next door."
"It's okay. Keep your voice down, no one can hear you."
Qiao Song slowly smoked his cigarette, not in a hurry to undress Mu Jun. His right arm slipped inside Mu Jun's clothes,
pulling her close, and his right hand grasped one of her breasts, his nimble fingers gently playing with her areola and nipple.
"Mu Jun, I've been busy with work lately and haven't been here in a long time. I'm so sorry to have troubled you." Qiao Song
whispered in Mu Jun's ear.
"What are you talking about? Brother Qiao Song is a big star on TV. I'm already grateful that he still has time to come see me."
Mu Jun joked.
"What big star? It's just media hype. Those people at Luanzhou TV are always trying to
use me to curry favor with my dad." Qiao Song said somewhat embarrassedly.
Qiao Song's father, Qiao Hailong, was the Party Secretary of Luanzhou City, a powerful and influential figure whose word was law. The mayor was practically
sidelined. Qiao Song was also a promising son; after returning from studying abroad for three years, he started his own internet company, which grew rapidly
. He also frequently donated to charities, helping orphans, impoverished students, and the children of migrant workers who had no one to care for them. In addition to
helping children, he also built Luanzhou's first stray animal shelter, giving homeless cats and dogs
a place to live. The television station, of course, didn't miss any opportunity to flatter him, and did
a lot of publicity. Therefore, Qiao Song was considered a celebrity in Luanzhou.
Qiao Song's fingers continued to tease Mu Jun's breasts, arousing her, and her lower body gradually
became wet. She grasped Qiao Song's hand on her chest and inserted it into her underwear.
"Oh, baby's wet?" Qiao Song felt the wetness between Mu Jun's labia. He dipped his fingers in some nectar
, pinched Mu Jun's clitoris between two fingers, and gently rubbed and twisted it. Soon, more nectar flowed from Mu Jun's vagina
. Qiao Song inserted two fingers into Mu Jun's wet vagina, moving them back and forth.
Mu Jun felt comfortable from Qiao Song's fingers, letting out a pleasant moan, and also touched Qiao Song's penis through his pants.
Qiao Song's penis slowly hardened.
"Brother, I want it."
"What does my baby want?"
"I want brother... to fuck me." Mu Jun said shyly.
"Come on." Qiao Song stubbed out his cigarette, pulled his hand out of Mu Jun's vagina, pressed his hands on Mu Jun's shoulders, and pushed
her down onto the sofa. Mu Jun made a submissive gesture, letting Qiao Song take off her pants.
Qiao Song unbuttoned his pants, took out his erect penis, and then reached between Mu Jun's legs to feel
if it was wet enough. Then he grabbed Mu Jun's two long legs and lifted them up, revealing her pink and wet vaginal opening in
front of him. Qiao Song took out a condom, put it on his erect penis, aimed it at the opening, and inserted it.
"Ah!" Mu Jun couldn't help but cry out.
Qiao Song hoisted Mu Jun's legs onto his left shoulder, Mu Jun crossed her legs, her lower body tightly clamping Qiao Song's penis.
Qiao Song thrust in and out, playing with Mu Jun's fair and slender legs. The skin on Mu Jun's legs was as
soft and smooth as silk, without a single flaw.
"Mmm...so comfortable...brother, go deeper..."
To go deeper, Qiao Song spread Mu Jun's tightly clamped legs apart, pressed his whole body
against Mu Jun, and thrust in hard.
"Ah, so deep, ah, ah...mmm." Mu Jun was aroused, her cries growing louder and louder. To prevent
others from hearing, Qiao Song quickly kissed her mouth. Mu Jun obediently put her fragrant tongue into Qiao Song's mouth, sucking on it at the same time.
Their tongues intertwined. They kissed passionately as they made love.
After a while, Mu Jun was almost breathless. Qiao Song noticed and quickly slowed his thrusts
, whispering in Mu Jun's ear, "Baby, you're so tight down there, it feels so good."
"Mu Jun feels so good too… Brother, your penis is so big… ah… um…"
"Mu Jun, you're so beautiful, so sexy. You're the most beloved baby of my life."
"Oh… ah… then, then Li Man… is…"
"How can Li Man compare to you? I married her only because her father, Li Hui, is the director of the Public Security Bureau.
It was just a political marriage. Actually, we've been doing our own thing for a long time."
"Brother, you mean, Li Man also…" "
Maybe, I can't be bothered with her. With a beauty like you by my side, I'm satisfied."
"Oh, oh, umm... Okay, then Mu Jun will stay here with you and won't go anywhere... Ah
, Brother Qiao Song, I..." Mu Jun reached
orgasm under the influence of Qiao Song's hard penis and sweet words in her ear, her cheeks flushed red, looking quite beautiful.
"How was it, wasn't brother amazing?" Qiao Song said proudly.
"Amazing, brother, you're really good at it..." Mu Jun said, while raising her hips to meet Qiao Song's thrusts.
"Ah, baby, you're so good, I'm going to cum." Qiao Song suddenly thrust hard inside, ejaculating inside.
Qiao Song rested on Mu Jun for a moment, then got up, pulled out his penis, and threw the condom full of semen into the trash
can.
"Oh, right, baby, I still have a gift for you." Qiao Song put on his clothes and took out two
tickets to the play "Softness" from his bag.
"Wow, thank you, Brother Qiao Song!" Mu Jun loved watching plays, especially Liao Yimei's pessimistic trilogy
(Amber, Soft, and Rhinoceros in Love).
"I'll pick you up downstairs on Friday night." Qiao Song adjusted his tie in front of the mirror, kissed Mu Jun
's cheek, and left the office.
"Everyone is lonely. In our lives, encountering sex and love is not rare. What is rare
is encountering understanding." The actors on stage were performing a shocking love story.
Hearing this line, Mu Jun gave Qiao Song a meaningful look. Qiao Song gently placed his hand in Mu Jun's
hand. Mu Jun had dressed up carefully today, curling her hair with a curling iron, wearing retro makeup, and a
lotus-root-colored cheongsam. Her graceful curves and elegant temperament were comparable to Lin Huiyin, a beauty from the Republic of China era.
After the play, Qiao Song drove Mu Jun home in his Audi.
"In our lives, encountering sex and love is not rare. What's rare is encountering understanding," Mu
Jun murmured, head bowed. "Brother Qiao Song, I want to be the one who understands you."
"I think you understand me quite well. Really," Qiao Song replied.
"But there are some things I really don't understand."
"For example?"
"For example... every two months, you disappear for a few days. Where do you go?"
"You'll find out later. Now, there's no rush." Qiao Song drove the car to a secluded spot and stopped
.
"Huh, where is this?" Mu Jun asked, puzzled.
"Never mind where we are. Let's do it in the car today, how about it?"
"Oh, wait, let's go to a hotel. What if someone sees us in the car?"
"No, no, we've driven to the outskirts of the city. There aren't even streetlights on this road.
Nobody walks here at night. Even if someone does, they won't see us."
"Okay then."
"Baby, use your mouth to do it for me today."
"Ah... I haven't done this in a long time. But it's good, if I can get it done like this, I won't have to
take my clothes off in this desolate place."
Mu Jun unbuttoned Qiao Song's pants, leaned over, opened her mouth, and took Qiao Song's penis completely into her mouth,
her tongue swirling around it. The penis became harder and harder, and eventually, Mu Jun couldn't hold it any longer .
She could only stroke the base of the penis with her hand, suck on the glans with her mouth, and lick back and forth around the urethral opening with her tongue.
"Baby, you're really good at this. But I want to go in a little deeper." Qiao Song affectionately stroked
Mu Jun's hair.
Mu Jun's lips tightly gripped Qiao Song's penis, trying to insert the entire shaft into her mouth. She felt the large
glans slowly sliding into her throat. She pressed her tongue against the base of his penis, moving her neck back and forth
, sucking and making smacking sounds, as if enjoying it immensely. Qiao Song also began to cooperate, his hard penis
moving in and out of Mu Jun's mouth.
After sucking for a while, Mu Jun got a little tired, pulled the penis out of her mouth, moistened her hand with a little saliva, and used it
to stroke Qiao Song's penis up and down. Under her skillful stroking, Qiao Song felt he was about to climax, and quickly
had Mu Jun take the glans into her mouth, ejaculating his warm semen into her mouth. Mu Jun swallowed it all. "Ah, so good. I haven't been in a good mood these past few days, thank goodness for you." Qiao Song held 　　Mu Jun
contentedly . 　　"What's troubling you?" 　　"My dad wants to marry his girlfriend. Sigh, ever since my mom passed away when I was five, my dad has 　　only ever given me money, never cared about me. My grandparents took care of me when I was little. During summer vacation, I would 　　go to the countryside with them. The countryside was so beautiful—blue skies, white clouds, golden wheat. I fished, caught crickets, 　　and swam with the village kids. I was happy every day. But then my grandparents passed away, and I had 　　to live with my dad. He always brings home all sorts of women; he's had over ten girlfriends over the years, 　　but none of them lasted. But this time, he actually wants to get married." 　　"Maybe your father has found his happiness? That's a good thing." 　　"That would be great. That woman is about our age, and I think she's up to no good; she's definitely after 　　my dad's money!" 　　"Ah…I see. But this isn't something you can interfere with." 　　"Yeah, I'm helpless too. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Baby, get on top of me, I can do 　　it again." 　　Mu Jun was about to take off her stockings when Qiao Song pulled her onto his lap, lifted his cheongsam, and held the stockings in his hands.

With a forceful rip at the crotch, the stockings tore open with a "whoosh."
"You're such a waste, you spent over a hundred on these!" Mu Jun laughed.
"I tore them so easily, the quality isn't that great." Qiao Song chuckled as he pulled down Mu Jun's panties,
rubbing his penis against her vaginal opening for a while until it was hard and her vagina was almost wet. Then, Qiao Song
had Mu Jun mount him.
Mu Jun straddled Qiao Song, grabbed his thick penis, and inserted it into her wet, hot vagina. Her labia
gripped his penis tightly, and using her knees as a fulcrum, she moved up and down, twisting her waist back and forth,
emitting seductive moans.
"Mmm... ah... brother... squeeze my breasts... oh oh..."
Qiao Song wrapped one arm around Mu Jun's swaying waist and grabbed her round breasts with the other, squeezing them hard.
Mu Jun moaned even more ecstatically.
After hundreds of thrusts, Mu Jun was a little exhausted, but reluctant to let the warm, hard penis leave her body, so she
stopped, preparing to offer a kiss.
"Don't be silly, you still have semen in your mouth." Qiao Song smiled and turned his head away.
"I don't mind your semen, but you do? Annoying." Mu Jun pouted and pinched Qiao Song.
"Then you do it yourself. I'm tired."
Qiao Song wrapped his arms around Mu Jun, pressing her breasts tightly against his chest. His penis penetrated deeply into her vagina,
thrusting against her clitoris again and again.
"Good brother, dear brother, you're making me feel so good..."
"Good baby, brother just loves fucking you, only loves fucking you..."
This was Qiao Song's second time today, so he lasted longer. Mu Jun, lacking foreplay, was also less likely
to climax. Sweat dripped down their faces, panting softly, after thousands of thrusts, Qiao Song let out a low growl, and Mu Jun let out a soft
cry, both reaching climax simultaneously.
Qiao Song took Mu Jun back to her apartment complex. Watching Mu Jun's graceful figure recede into the distance, Qiao Song wished time could stand still that
night.
It was a midsummer night, the moon bright and the breeze gentle. The large leaves of the sycamore trees swayed softly in the moonlight, and cicadas buzzed in the trees
. Cicadas only live for seven days; those that live to the eighth day are lonely. Just like some people whose destinies are different
, destined to live in solitude.
Mu Jun returned home to a pitch-black house. She turned on the light and was surprised to find two men sitting on the sofa.
They were her adoptive father, ACE, and her sworn brother, Li Chen.
ACE was an American man nearing fifty. He was well-maintained, still as robust as in his youth
, his weathered but handsome face framed by deep blue eyes that seemed to hold both the sky and the ocean. Li Chen was
a handsome young man, tall and slender, with red lips, white teeth, and fair skin, somewhat resembling
Qin Zhong from *Dream of the Red Chamber*.
"What brings you here?" Mu Jun asked.
"I need your reports," Mu Jun 　　recounted in detail
where she and Qiao Song had been, what they had talked about, including Qiao Song's disappearances for a few days every two months . 　　"Nothing strange has happened with Li Man," Li Chen said. "But Qiao Song wasn't lying to you; they've been 　　doing their own thing for a long time. After I joined her company as an administrative assistant, she promoted me to her 　　personal secretary—and lover—in less than two months. She likes to call me to her office, carry me to her desk, and have sex with me. 　　I said it wouldn't be good if others heard, but she said she was the company manager and no one could control her. I asked what about her husband? 　　She said her husband had countless lovers on the side and couldn't control her." 　　ACE nodded somewhat disappointedly. It seemed her son and daughter hadn't brought any useful information. 　　ACE's father was an American Mafia leader, and her brother Albert was the rightful heir 　　. However, later, his brother, abusing his power, became tyrannical, raping women and bullying civilians, doing many 　　things that attracted the attention of the police and causing unnecessary trouble for the mafia organization. His father began to groom ACE 　　as his successor. Unexpectedly, the ruthless Albert orchestrated an accident that led to 　　his father's death. ACE, only seventeen at the time, was also hunted down by his brother. Left with no other choice, 　　ACE smuggled some money to China. 　　Late 20th-century China was full of opportunities and challenges. The new economic structure formed after the reform and opening up 　　was gradually maturing, and people were slowly accepting Western culture. Macau had just returned to China, and it was the only 　　place in China where gambling was legal. Various casinos, like frivolous temptresses, opened their arms to attract the first 　　wave of wealthy people on the mainland. 　　ACE chose Luanzhou, a city close to Macau and densely populated with organized crime, as his base of operations. He 　　seized the opportunity and used the funds left to him by his father to open a bar in the most bustling part of the city. While 　　running his bar, he also sought to cultivate relationships with key figures in various underworld and legitimate factions in Luanzhou, understanding the intricate 　　web of interests involved. Once the bar's business stabilized, he spent money to adopt a pair of 　　children from an orphanage in Macau, providing them with rigorous espionage training while they attended school. Much of this training was the same 　　training his mafia father had used to train him. 　　Ten years later, ACE was thriving in Luanzhou, and his bar had become a hub for intelligence trading. 　　ACE's men were scattered throughout Luanzhou, responsible for gathering information from all sides, from evidence of her husband's infidelity to various 　　business secrets, which they sold at high prices. His clients included private investigators, underworld bosses, business tycoons, and even 　　some government officials. 　　This time, ACE was entrusted with a crucial task by Tang Bo, the "puppet mayor" and political enemy of Qiao Hailong, to help find 　　evidence of corruption and embezzlement by the city's Party Secretary, Qiao Hailong. For this vital intelligence, he didn't hesitate to utilize 　　his two most trusted lieutenants: his adopted son, Li Chen, and his adopted daughter, Qin Mujun. 　　The largest entertainment venue in Luanzhou City is called Rose Villa. Those in the underworld know that this villa is not only 　　a resort where you can swim in the summer and ski in the winter, but also a place for prostitution and drug trafficking. However, 　　for over a decade, they have managed to evade every crackdown on prostitution and drug trafficking. It is said that this is because they have 　　Qiao Hailong as their backer; the chairman of Rose Villa has repeatedly bribed Qiao Hailong, the city's Party Secretary. But everyone...

There was no concrete evidence. As the saying goes, "It's good to take shelter under a big tree." Qiao Hailong
, this big tree, had deep roots and flourished in Luanzhou, especially after his marriage to Police Chief Li Hui in recent years, making him even more powerful. Cutting down this
big tree would be extremely difficult.
"This is Qiao Song's former financial secretary, Lin Qianqian. She's been missing for a long time, neither alive nor dead
. Mu Jun, you should try your best to find information about this from Qiao Song, but remember to protect yourself. That woman
was likely silenced because she knew some unspeakable secret," ace said, showing a photo
. The woman in the photo had a typical internet celebrity face, wore colored contact lenses, and smiled brightly.
"Okay," Mu Jun nodded solemnly.
Chapter Two: Childhood Memories
To be fair, Qiao Song's appearance and talent were top-notch, and he treated Mu Jun very well. Despite this, Mu
Jun didn't develop a strong attachment to Qiao Song. Having received spy training, Mu Jun cultivated
the image of a submissive mistress, fulfilling Qiao Song's every desire, her sole aim being to extract more
information from him. She had read Eileen Chang's *Lust, Caution* and knew that the greatest taboo for a female spy was falling in love with the enemy—as for
sexual desire, of course, she felt it, but the era of "the road to a woman's heart is her vagina" was long
gone.
Qiao Song promised her that if she was willing to help at the orphanage, he would explain his disappearances for a few days every two months
. She had no choice but to volunteer at the orphanage for two days. The children all liked her and had a great time playing with her.
That evening, Qiao Song took her to his villa. It was a simple yet elegant French-style villa nestled
in a suburban forest, adjacent to the clear Amber Lake. Even the arrogant Mu Jun was
captivated by the beautiful scenery. After Qiao Song took her to the underground wine cellar, the variety of high-end wines broadened her horizons.
"This is my dad's old collection of wines. This bottle of Bordeaux is worth over ten thousand yuan. Here, have a taste." Qiao Song
poured Mu Jun a glass of wine.
Mu Jun took a sip, wiped the lipstick off the glass with her finger, and looked around. She had just listened carefully to
the sound of her high heels on the wooden floor, confirming that there was another floor below the wine cellar,
but she couldn't find the stairs down.
"Tell me about the layout of this house. I've never lived in such a big place before," Mu Jun said, adopting
the air of a naive young woman.
"The first floor has a dining room, study, and music room. I sometimes come here to play the violin. My room is on the second floor, and
I've decorated it into a charming place. It
's like my Leopard House." "The Leopard House? The one built by... Emperor Zhu Houzhao of the Ming Dynasty?"
"Yes, Zhu Houzhao, as emperor, had no interest in politics whatsoever. He built the Leopard House and
indulged in nightly revelry with his concubines and male prostitutes. Actually, he was a talented man who longed for a free and unrestrained life; it was just unfortunate that he was born into
an imperial family and ascended to the throne."
"Hmm, although he was a foolish ruler, thinking about it carefully, he was quite pitiful."
"Yes, some people's fates are predetermined from birth. Who considers whether they themselves are willing
to accept such an arrangement?"
Mu Jun realized that Qiao Song was talking about himself and, fearing he would be saddened, quickly said, "Let's not talk about him anymore. Quickly take me
to see your Leopard House."
Qiao Song didn't introduce the second basement level. So, what's below the wine cellar? Where is its entrance?
Mu Jun pondered. To figure this out, it seems I'll need to find more opportunities to date him here in the future.
Qiao Song's bedroom is large, with a thick, plush carpet on the floor that feels comfortable to walk on barefoot. In the center of the bedroom
is a large round bed with pink curtains hanging on it. Next to the bed is a sex swing that can hang
people up. In one corner of the room is a shelf with all sorts of sex toys on it.
"Vibrating egg? Vibrator? Indian herbal oil?" Mu Jun looked at the shelf of sex toys curiously. She didn't
expect Qiao Song to be so playful, collecting so many sex toys like a child collecting toys.
"No rush, we'll use them all later." Qiao Song picked Mu Jun up and put her on the bed. "
Try this sexy lingerie on."
Mu Jun reluctantly put on the clothes Qiao Song gave her. The upper body was a black lace choker, connected
to a light blue bodice. The bodice was decorated with retro patterns and was made of lace, semi-transparent,
revealing Mu Jun's dark areolas and erect nipples. She wore triangular panties, but a section was missing from the crotch, only
a round, bluish-green gemstone hanging from it. With each step Mu Jun took, the gemstone swayed beside her labia, as if
beckoning attention to that area. The bodice-like lingerie, paired with Mu Jun's bright red lipstick and light red eyeshadow, made
her resemble an ancient courtesan.
"The beaded curtain shines in the white sunlight, her beautiful face adorned with rosy makeup. Two butterflies linger among the flowers, two mandarin ducks stroll by the pond."
Seeing Mu Jun's alluring body, Qiao Song couldn't help but recite a line of poetry praising a geisha.
"Emperor Wu of Han, a beauty that could topple kingdoms, King Xiang of Chu, a beauty that could make clouds and rain. Since ancient times, such beauty has been admired, especially now that we meet from afar."
Mu Jun responded to Qiao Song with this poem, then turned and deliberately lay on the bed, sticking out her buttocks, turning back to give Qiao Song
a charming smile. The two tacitly began playing the roles of a playboy and a courtesan.
Mu Jun's vulva opened before Qiao Song's eyes, already slightly moist. Mu Jun had a habit of shaving, and her pubic hair
was always shaved clean. Deep red labia majora wrapped around pink labia minora, and the slippery vaginal walls and
clitoral hood were clearly visible. Qiao Song could no longer suppress his impulse, and quickly undressed, grasped his penis, and
inserted it directly from behind.
"Ah! It hurts, young master, you're so impatient, I'm not wet yet," Mu Jun complained.
"You little slut, you're so hot-tempered, you can't hold back. It's okay, I'll thrust a few more
times, and your juices will flow naturally." Qiao Song grabbed Mu Jun's slender arms with both hands, riding
her like a horse, and thrusting vigorously from behind. Mu Jun's body was half suspended in the air, her breasts swaying violently with each thrust
, and the blue gem of her genitals jiggled incessantly.
"Ah~ Young Master Qiao, you have a little tenderness for women, be gentle~"
The sound of water gradually filled the thrusting, and Qiao Song felt that Mu Jun's vagina was getting slipperier and slipperier.
"Young master, you're so amazing, you really, really love me, mmm~ ah~"
Qiao Song slapped Mu Jun's buttocks: "You little slut, how about I fuck your backdoor flower later?"
"Ah ah, no~ I'm afraid of pain~"
"Don't worry, with my method, I guarantee you won't feel any pain."
As Qiao Song continued thrusting, he took out a bottle of lubricant and poured some into Mu Jun's anus.
Then he took a small vibrating egg, slowly slid it into her anus, and turned it on. Instantly, Mu Jun's anus
involuntarily tightened, tightly wrapping around the vibrating egg, vibrating along with it.
Mu Jun had never experienced sex like this before. The vibrating egg in her anus combined with the thrusting of the penis in her vagina made
her feel as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body numb, every inch of her skin trembling.
"Young master Qiao, I, I lost it..." Mu Jun actually reached orgasm from the vibrating egg.
"You lost it a little too early today. Come on, let me try your backdoor." Qiao Song took the vibrator out of Mu Jun's anus
, pulled out his penis, and then inserted the vibrator into her vagina. He used his penis, which was covered in vaginal fluid, to
push against Mu Jun's anus a few times before slowly inserting it.
"How is it? Doesn't it hurt?"
"Mmm..." Mu Jun only felt a slight pain, mixed with a hint of pleasure, so she nodded.
Mu Jun's anus had never been explored before and was very tight, completely enveloping Qiao Song's penis. Inserting it into
such a tight anus, she quickly reached orgasm.
"Ah..." Qiao Song groaned and pulled out his penis. White semen flowed from her anus.
Qiao Song held Mu Jun in his arms, coaxed her with sweet words for a while, and then she fell asleep. Mu Jun really wanted to ask him about his disappearance
, but her cautious nature made her restrain this impulse—it would seem too hasty and easily
expose herself.
Mu Jun lay on the comfortable Simmons bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
The children's eyes from the orphanage during the day flashed before her eyes again. Those children were innocent and carefree, their eyes clear and pure,
just like her own more than ten years ago. The difference was that, thanks to Qiao Song's regular donations, the orphanage here was much better, and
the teachers were very responsible.
The orphanage in Macau in her memory was gloomy, cold, and lacking in food and clothing. Those damp, cracked bricks
and spiderwebs on the windows were a nightmare Mu Jun could never escape. She knew there
were 841 cracks in the orphanage's floor tiles, knew the moss on the stairs had grown an inch longer that day, knew the terrifying screams at night
were the sound of the cold wind blowing through the broken windows. She couldn't understand why her parents were so cruel as to abandon her in this
place filled with despair.
The person in charge was an ugly, malicious old woman who often said they were unwanted children, and that she
had taken them in out of compassion, and they should be grateful to her. She made them do hard chores and often impatiently
hit disobedient children with her cane.
Fortunately, there were Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi. Mu Jun was still called Xiao Wu at that time. Xiao Liu was a naughty boy who always tried
to steal food for the two girls. Xiao Qi was a thin and sickly girl, quiet and obedient, always
following behind Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu. Xiao Wu was the eldest of the three. She taught them arithmetic, sang songs to lull
her younger siblings to sleep, and even made tangrams from broken pieces of wood to teach them how to play.
One day, the three of them were starving and went to the kitchen to steal some bread, but they were discovered by the old woman. The furious
old woman decided to make an example of them and punished the three of them by making them stand in the yard all night. That night, the wind was bitterly cold, and the three
children, wearing only thin clothes, huddled together, shivering.
"Brother, sister, will we... die?" Xiao Qi asked, crying.
"Don't say that!" Xiao Liu hugged the two girls even tighter. "You'll be alright. All three of us have to
live!"
"Let's hold each other tighter, and each of us will tell a story. Don't fall asleep. If we fall asleep, we might
never wake up again," Xiao Wu said. She and Xiao Liu sandwiched the frail Xiao Qi in the middle, and the three children huddled together
for warmth.
The three children took turns telling stories, encouraging each other. But in the middle of the night, their bodies were almost
frozen, and their consciousness began to fade. Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, who had initially pretended to be strong, also shed tears of despair.
"Xiao Liu, Xiao Qi, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you," Xiao Wu said guiltily.
"Sister Xiao Wu, Sister Xiao Qi, it's my fault as a man, I didn't take good care of you..." Xiao Liu
said with a sob.
"Brother, sister, you've been so good to me. In the next life, let's, let's be brothers and sisters again,"
Xiao Qi said, her body stiff, barely able to utter a complete sentence.
"In our next life, let's be real brothers and sisters, born into a home where we have plenty of food and clothing, by the fireplace, listening to
Mom tell stories." Little Five smiled, her hopes fulfilled, and peacefully closed her eyes.
Heaven, in the end, took pity on these three abandoned children. Just then, a black sedan pulled up in
front of the orphanage, and a white man with brown hair and blue eyes got out. This was ACE. He took
a blanket from the car and wrapped it around the three children.
When ACE arrived at the orphanage, Little Five knew her life was saved. However, this ambitious
son of a mafia boss only chose Little Five and Little Six. Despite the two children's desperate pleas, ACE still
didn't take their frail sister, Little Seven. Little Five had considered staying with Little Seven, but
faced with the immense temptation, she succumbed. On the day ACE took them away, Little Seven was deathly pale, her eyes vacant
, as if she had lost all warmth and light in her life.
Xiao Liu is Li Chen, whom Mu Jun now calls her younger brother and who is lurking beside Li Man. What about her thin, sickly younger sister,
Xiao Qi? Perhaps she's already dead. Thinking of this, Mu Jun's heart ached. If she had chosen to stay, would Xiao
Qi's fate have been any better?
Meanwhile, Li Chen stood naked in the hot spring, the water reaching his chest. He held
Li Man, who was also naked.
Li Man's mother was American; therefore, she had a high nose, fair and translucent skin, slightly
sunken eyes, and long, curly chestnut hair.
As the daughter of a high-ranking official and a company manager, she was usually dignified and elegant. But at this moment, her legs...
Supported by Li Chen, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her breasts pressed against his chest. Li Chen
stood there, his hard penis inserted into the young lady's body, thrusting in and out underwater. The young
lady cried out passionately in his arms. The water around them flowed with the rhythm of his thrusts, splashing white
droplets and creating ripples on the surface…

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