【Ma Xiaohu's Debauched Life】(Volume 02) (41-60) 【Author: Ma Xiaohu】

Author: Ma Xiaohu
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Chapter 41, Springtime at Home (Part Two)

When Ma Xiaohu moved again, Qi Mei deliberately contracted her lower abdomen, causing her lower petals to close slightly, clamping down on Ma Xiaohu's
lower body. Ma Xiaohu asked curiously, "My dear wife, your lower body moves..."

Qi Mei cupped Ma Xiaohu's face in her hands, "Is this comfortable?"

Ma Xiaohu nodded repeatedly, and Qi Mei moved again. Ma Xiaohu suddenly chuckled, "Just like your lips,
opening and closing."

Qi Mei shyly patted his back.

Ma Xiaohu began to thrust slowly, and soon Qi Mei's desire ignited again. She
hugged , and with each effort from Ma Xiaohu, she pushed slightly. After a while, Ma Xiaohu
became aroused. He got up and pulled away, one hand touching Qi Mei's white legs. "Wife, turn over, I want to
look at your big ass while I..."

Qi Mei obediently turned over and lay face down on the bed. Her snow-white buttocks were raised high. Ma Xiaohu went over and touched
her buttocks, holding his hard penis, about to enter, but when he saw the glistening liquid on his penis, he suddenly didn't want to
go in right away.

He moved in front of Qi Mei and brought his penis to her mouth. "Wife, give me a kiss..."

Qi Mei stuck out her buttocks, holding it with one hand, about to open her mouth to kiss it. But when she saw that it was covered with her own liquid, she
refused. "No, there's something on it, why don't you wipe it off?"

Ma Xiaohu rubbed his hard penis against her face. "Your stuff, it's not dirty, come on..."

Qi Mei refused, saying that she wouldn't kiss him if he didn't wipe it off. Helpless, Ma Xiaohu took
a tissue wiped it a few times, and put it to Qi Mei's mouth again. Qi Mei finally opened her mouth and took it in. She started to probe and tease her.
Ma Xiaohu watched his penis going in and out of Qi Mei's mouth, and saw her thrusting in and out
. For some reason, he was reminded of a little turtle probing its head. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Qi Mei saw him laugh, and although she didn't know what he was laughing at, she figured it couldn't be anything good. So
she spat his penis out and slapped his thigh. "What are you laughing at? I'm not kissing anymore, hurry up..."

Ma Xiaohu didn't force her anymore. He then guided his penis to her petals and inserted it directly.

Qi Mei was stimulated by the tingling sensation and cried out, "Ah!" Her whole body stiffened, and the fullness
in her lower body made her scalp tingle.

Ma Xiaohu stared intently at Qi Mei's buttocks with his lower body, and only after feeling the bottom do he slowly withdraw and then
forcefully thrust back in. This stimulation, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, made Qi Mei moan incessantly. With each of Ma Xiaohu's movements,
she used her buttocks to push back in. To make their union more complete and to create a more intense impact,

Ma Xiaohu thrust harder and harder, his hands reaching under Qi Mei's armpits to grasp her large, full breasts. Qi Mei
felt a little pain, yet she also wanted him to thrust harder, enjoying Ma Xiaohu's wave after wave of
impact …

As the thrusts accelerated, Ma Xiaohu felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. He pulled his hands back from her chest and gripped
Qi Mei 's slender waist. He thrust his lower body, violently slamming into Qi Mei's buttocks, a series of rapid sounds of flesh colliding
echoing in the room.

Qi Mei's moans grew shorter and faster, sometimes short, muffled groans, sometimes
rapid cries. Suddenly, she felt her body trembling uncontrollably, and she cried out repeatedly as another orgasm
arrived.

Ma Xiaohu also closed his eyes and thrust violently. With Qi Mei's cries, he couldn't help but shout a few times as he
felt his lower body gushing forth like a flood…

Qi Mei could no longer kneel and collapsed onto the bed. Ma Xiaohu lay on top of her, his lower body not completely limp
, but he wasn't in the mood to move anymore. Both of them made satisfied moaning sounds on the bed.

At dinner, Wen Wen noticed Ma Xiaohu hadn't come. He asked Li Xue if she had called. Li Xue said she had, but he
was eating instant noodles at home and couldn't come over.

Wen Wen was displeased upon hearing this. Looking at her parents, she said, "My Aunt Wu asked you to take care of Xiao Hu before she left,
and what have you done? Let him eat instant noodles at home..."

Wen Chenggang, while picking up some food, said, "What are you saying, child? Your mother did ask him to come. How can you say
we didn't take care of him? Besides, he's a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, how much care does he need?"

Wen Wen got angry, glared at Wen Chenggang, pushed away the remaining half bowl of rice, and pouted, saying, "I'm not eating anymore.
Whatever I say is wrong, only you are right."

Seeing her children getting angry, Li Xue quickly said to Wen Chenggang, "It's okay for the child to say a few words, why are you arguing with her?
Come on, girl, eat quickly. If Xiao Hu doesn't come tomorrow, I'll go find him, okay? Or you can go find him,
alright ?"

Only then did Wen Wen pick up her rice bowl again, but still didn't say anything, and quickly finished the rice in her bowl in a huff.

After the meal, Li Xue washed the dishes in the kitchen. She thought about going to Ma Xiao Hu's house to check on him later. Firstly, she wanted to see if he had
eaten, but mainly, she wanted to spend some time with Ma Xiaohu. Li Xue was at the
peak . The thought of being intimate with Ma Xiaohu made her heart pound.

But as soon as she finished tidying up and entered the living room, Wen Chenggang sat on the sofa, smoking and saying, "Don't go playing
mahjong tonight. Your precious daughter only comes home once a week, spend more time with her..."

Li Xue thought her husband's words made sense. Although somewhat disappointed, she agreed. She sat down next to her husband,
picked up a grape, and was about to eat it when she remembered the scene of Ma Xiaohu saying he wanted to eat her grapes, and her face flushed slightly.

Wen Chenggang took a drag of his cigarette and lowered his voice to Li Xue, saying, "Don't you think Wen Wen is acting a little strange?"

Li Xue asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"I have a feeling that this girl and Ma Xiaohu aren't getting along. Look at her attitude just now. We need to
keep her away from Ma Xiaohu from now on. That kid is too much of a troublemaker; we don't want him to affect Wen Wen."

Li Xue was a little troubled. She said to Wen Chenggang, "But we promised Jinghua, we can't just not let him come, can we?"

Li Xue didn't want to stop Ma Xiaohu from coming. But her husband's words made some sense. Wen Chenggang said, "It's fine
if , but don't let him have any contact with Wen Wen alone. You know, Wu Jinghua is such a virtuous woman, how could she raise such a good-for-
nothing son? If you ask me, he's just like his father, a complete scoundrel..."

Wen Chenggang's heart skipped a beat when he mentioned Wu Jinghua, thinking to himself why he couldn't get through to her on the phone these past few days
. Li Xue didn't like what her husband said and retorted, "How do you know if Wu Jinghua is virtuous or not? Are you missing her?"

Wen Chenggang glared at her, "What are you saying? Do you want to start a fight?"

Li Xue rolled her eyes at him, "Who cares about you?"

After saying that, she turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Chapter 42, Springtime at Home (Part 3)

When Li Xue came out of the shower, she saw Wen Chenggang still smoking and watching TV. Coupled with his comments about Ma Xiaohu earlier,
she felt a little displeased. While drying her hair with a towel, she said, "What's so interesting about a stupid ball game
? A bunch of people fighting over one ball, is that fun? Look at all the smoke in this room that you've been smoking for so long..."

Wen Chenggang was annoyed by Li Xue's nagging and put out his cigarette. Seeing Li Xue go into the room, he thought that Li Xue
wanted to finish her shower and didn't want to miss the ball game, so he thought he would satisfy his wife after watching the game.

It was already ten o'clock when the game ended, and Wen Wen's room light was still on. She was still doing her homework. Wen Chenggang said from outside the door
, "Wen Wen, go to sleep early, you can write again tomorrow."

Wen Wen's anger subsided, and he replied, "Okay."

Wen Chenggang returned to his bedroom across the hall and saw that Li Xue was already lying down, playing with her phone.
Because it was hot, Li Xue had tucked the blanket under her, wearing only a sheer nightgown, without underwear or
a bra, exposing her long, white legs.

Wen Chenggang couldn't help but sigh inwardly, although his wife's youth had faded, she had maintained her figure and skin
very well. Even walking down the street, most people would mistake her for a woman in her early thirties.

Wen Chenggang took off his clothes, wearing only his underwear, and got into bed. One of his large hands began to caress Li Xue's legs.
Li Xue was still angry. She twisted her body and said discontentedly, "Don't touch me, go look at your balls..."

Wen Chenggang chuckled from behind, grabbing Li Xue's ample breasts with one hand, "No one's balls are as good as your
wife 's..."

Li Xue thrust her buttocks back, "Get lost..."

Wen Chenggang pulled Li Xue's hand and placed it under his body. [Handwritten from Xiangtuxiaoshuo.com] Li Xue
squeezed his hardness once and then let go. She continued to hold her phone. Wen Chenggang pleaded from behind, "Come on, give me a kiss."

Li Xue completely ignored him, only saying, "Kiss yourself..."

Wen Chenggang was very annoyed by Li Xue's attitude. He pulled her nightgown up from the bottom,
revealing Li Xue's snow-white buttocks. Wen Chenggang pulled her waist back, and Li Xue's body formed a bow shape. Her buttocks were
facing Wen Chenggang, while her upper body was still forward.

Wen Chenggang pulled down his underwear. Although his lower body wasn't very hard yet, he still aimed at Li Xue's lower body, thrusting
his hips forward, and a small part of his penis entered.

Li Xue, whose lower body hadn't yet reacted, cried out in pain as he thrust into her suddenly.
But she still refused to move to cooperate with her husband.

Wen Chenggang ignored her and continued thrusting forward, penetrating even deeper. Li Xue's lower body was dry, and Wen Chenggang
felt a tightness when he entered, as if he were entering the body of a virgin.

Wen Chenggang stopped rushing forward and slowly pumped in place. He knew Li Xue's body was sensitive, and
she would definitely become wet after a few thrusts. Sure enough, after a short while, Wen Chenggang clearly felt her lower body
becoming increasingly wet and slippery. Without much effort, his entire lower body was inside.

Li Xue put down her phone, closed her eyes, and breathed heavily. Wen Chenggang deliberately wanted to retaliate against her earlier attitude towards
him . He grabbed her waist and pulled her back, thrusting his lower body against Li Xue's buttocks repeatedly.

This wasn't revenge; the more he did it, the more comfortable Li Xue felt. At first, she was panting heavily, but with
his movement, she began to moan softly.

They had used this position before; it was stimulating and didn't require much effort, but it didn't allow for deep penetration.

Wen Chenggang moved a couple more times, grabbing her ample breasts with one hand, and said to Li Xue, "Lie down, I'll do it from behind."

This time, Li Xue didn't refuse, decisively turning over and burying her face in the pillow. Using the lubricating fluid from his lower body, Wen Chenggang
thrust in forcefully.

Li Xue cried out "Ah!" from the stimulation, lifting her face from the pillow. Wen Chenggang gripped Li Xue
's plump buttocks, pumping violently back and forth. His hips slammed against Li Xue's buttocks, making a series of slapping sounds.
Li Xue 's cries grew louder, and Wen Chenggang's thrusts became more and more violent…

Wen Wen was doing his homework when he first heard faint slapping sounds from the opposite room, followed by his mother's moans.
Her face flushed instantly, and she lost all interest in doing her homework. Instead, she strained her ears to listen to the sounds coming from the room.

Li Xue's cries grew louder and louder, and Wen Wen heard them more clearly. She simply turned off the lamp, took off her clothes, and got into
bed. Thinking about Ma Xiaohu and herself in bed, her face grew hotter and hotter, and she felt like her whole body
was burning.

"Xiaohu, what are you doing?"

she thought to herself, as she slipped her fingers into her panties and rubbed them against her delicate petals. Slowly, she
inserted her middle finger, and at the moment it went in, she couldn't help but lower her voice and let out
a soft

Wen Chenggang was thrusting violently into Li Xue's buttocks. Li Xue's hands were on the pillow, her head was raised, and she was panting
heavily with her mouth open, occasionally letting out a few loud moans.

Wen Chenggang looked at the person beneath him and was momentarily dazed, feeling as if he wasn't at home, but in
Wu Jinghua's house, and she was kneeling between his legs, moaning with pleasure. Thinking of this, he felt a jolt in his heart,
and his speed increased to the extreme. With each thrust, he lost control, his body shuddered, and he
ejaculated .

Li Xue felt Wen Chenggang's semen hitting her inner walls; her cries grew louder, but the climax she desired still
hadn't arrived…

Wen Wen's fingers gently stirred within her vagina, beginning to mimic Ma Xiaohu's movements,
slowly thrusting back and forth.

With each movement, she let out a muffled groan. She couldn't help but
compare her fingers to Ma Xiaohu's penis, and this comparison made her feel even emptier, causing her fingers to move even faster.

Wen Wen even began to hate Ma Xiaohu; he had given her sexual pleasure, but when she needed him, he
was nowhere to be found.

Wen Wen closed her eyes, trying to recall every detail of her time with Ma Xiaohu. She imagined his
hot penis thrusting and pounding inside her. Suddenly, her fingers twitched, accidentally digging into herself, causing her to cry out in pain
.

She began to increase her speed, and waves of different pleasures washed over her. Just as she was about to try harder, she suddenly heard the door
to the opposite room open, startling her so much that she quickly pulled her fingers out. A feeling of emptiness immediately washed over her lower body. In her heart...
He secretly decided that he must settle accounts with Ma Xiaohu tomorrow morning...

Chapter 43, Springtime at Home (Part 4)

Early in the morning, Ma Xiaohu and Qi Mei were still fast asleep, embracing each other. Ma Xiaohu buried his face completely between Qi Mei's
breasts . He felt both comfortable and warm. It was as if he had returned to when he was five or six years old,
sleeping in his mother's arms.

If it weren't for a sudden, urgent ringing of the telephone, the two of them would not have woken up. As soon as Ma Xiaohu opened his eyes, he
kissed Qi Mei's white chest. Qi Mei pushed him and said, "Stop fooling around, go answer the phone."

Ma Xiaohu reluctantly got up to answer the phone. The call was from Wen Wen, who said he was going to buy breakfast and would deliver it to Ma Xiaohu
in a while . Ma Xiaohu agreed and hung up the phone.

As soon as he got into bed, he crawled under the covers and buried his face in Qi Mei's chest again. He kept rubbing against her.
One hand was placed on Qi Mei's white and beautiful buttocks, gently kneading them back and forth.

Qi Mei cradled Ma Xiaohu's head like a child, and softly asked, "Xiaohu, who
called ?"

Ma Xiaohu, still rubbing his face against hers, mumbled, "Wen Wen called. He'll bring me breakfast later."

Upon hearing this, Qi Mei exclaimed, "Ah!" She quickly pushed Ma Xiaohu away, sat up abruptly, and said reproachfully,
"Why didn't you say so sooner? What would have happened if she'd come and caught us?"

She then went to put on her clothes. Ma Xiaohu was still half asleep. He rubbed his eyes before he understood what Qi Mei meant.
"Damn, how could I forget? I really thought you were my mom."

Qi Mei glared at him while getting dressed. "Stop talking nonsense, I have to go.
Call ..."

Ma Xiaohu lay on the bed, looking at Qi Mei, and hummed in agreement. Then he asked, "
What ?"

Qi Mei finished dressing and kissed Ma Xiaohu on the cheek. "Sweetie, I'll come to your school to see you sometime,
okay?"

Ma Xiaohu nodded happily, and Qi Mei hurriedly went downstairs. As she went downstairs,
Qi Mei thought that something must be going on between Ma Xiaohu and Wen Wen. When Wen Wen arrived, the two of them would definitely have
another passionate encounter.

Thinking of this, Qi Mei felt a pang of sadness. But then she thought that there was no way she and Ma Xiaohu could be together.
As long as he was happy, that was enough. With that thought, she felt much more at ease.

As Wen Wen approached Ma Xiaohu's house with breakfast in hand, she saw Qi Mei's back. Thinking this woman might be
Teacher Qi Mei, she called out, "Teacher Qi."

Qi Mei paused, startled, but didn't dare turn around. She quickened her pace and walked away. Wen Wen was still a little puzzled, but she
never imagined Qi Mei had just come from Ma Xiaohu's house. She went straight upstairs.

Hearing the knock, Ma Xiaohu knew it was Wen Wen. He lazily opened the door

, wearing slippers. Wen Wen was startled to see him open the door without any clothes on and said, "Why are you
opening the door without any clothes on?"

Ma Xiaohu walked towards the bedroom, muttering, "I'm home alone, why would I need to wear clothes..."

Wen Wen put the breakfast in the kitchen and also went into the bedroom. Seeing two pillows on Ma Xiaohu's bed, Wen Wen became a little anxious
and asked, "Who stayed here last night? Why are there two pillows?"

Ma Xiaohu burrowed under the covers, his face neither red nor white, and said, "I prepared them for you..."

Wen Wen didn't believe him and continued to ask, "How did you know I was coming?"

Ma Xiaohu said with his eyes closed, "Didn't you just make a phone call? Do you even need to ask? I really wonder how you
got into this top school ..."

Wen Wen was relieved. She said, "By the way, I saw someone downstairs just now, who looked like our Teacher Qi."
Ma Xiaohu said "Oh" without saying anything, but his heart was racing.

Seeing that Ma Xiaohu wasn't interested in talking about this, Wen Wen asked why he hadn't gone out to eat yesterday, and whether he was angry
with his mother. Ma Xiaohu didn't answer, but inwardly admired Wen Wen's thoughtfulness.

Seeing that Ma Xiaohu remained silent, Wen Wen sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked Ma Xiaohu's face. "Xiaohu, I
've missed you so much. It's okay if you're angry with them, it has nothing to do with me..."

Since he could remember, Ma Xiaohu had never won a fight with Wen Wen. Today, Wen Wen had actually taken the initiative
to apologize, and he was flattered. Holding Wen Wen's hand, he said, "Come on, get on, I'm not angry with anyone."

Hearing this, Wen Wen happily got on the bed. Once under the covers, Ma Xiaohu began to undress Wen Wen
. Wen Wen cooperated, and soon the two were naked.

The moment Ma Xiaohu touched Wen Wen's breasts, Wen Wen's entire body went limp. His face flushed
even more , and he gasped for breath.

Wen Wen's state startled Ma Xiaohu, who hurriedly asked, "Wen Wen, what's wrong?"

Wen Wen pressed her slender body against Ma Xiaohu's, panting heavily in a low voice, "Ugh,
what's wrong with me..."

Ma Xiaohu hadn't expected such a strong reaction from Wen Wen. He placed his hand on Wen Wen's genitals and touched them, finding
his hand covered in sticky fluid.

Wen Wen felt completely dazed, her mind flashing back to the events of last night, along with the moans coming from her parents'
room .

Ma Xiaohu's hand touched Wen Wen's vulva a couple of times, feeling even more fluid; the sheets beneath them were already soaked.
He inserted his fingers, and Wen Wen cried out, "Ah!" She leaned closer to Ma Xiaohu,
opening her mouth to kiss his face indiscriminately, sucking hard as if trying to drain him
dry .

Wen Wen kept her eyes closed, but Ma Xiaohu's eyes were wide open. He wondered if it was really
like in the TV dramas, that Wen Wen was poisoned by the Love Flower and could only be cured by sexual intercourse. Otherwise, why would she be so intense? Wen Wen hugged Ma Xiaohu tightly, her body pressed close to his. This made it impossible for

Ma Xiaohu to move his fingers in the flower bush . Helpless, Ma Xiaohu moved his mouth away and said to Wen Wen, "Wen Wen, am I coming up?" Wen Wen hummed in agreement with her eyes closed and straightened her body. Ma Xiaohu knelt between Wen Wen's legs, grasped , and lifted them up, immediately putting Wen Wen in a ninety-degree position. With another push, Ma Xiaohu lifted Wen Wen's two beautiful legs limply above her head. Ma Xiaohu was somewhat stunned, experiencing for the first time what it meant to be boneless. He exclaimed, "Wen Wen, it's a pity you don't learn to dance with a body like that." Wen Wen was already burning with desire; she had no intention of discussing such a topic with Ma Xiaohu. Seeing that Wenwen didn't speak, Ma Xiaohu looked down at Wenwen's petals. With the petals held high, they bloomed naturally, still covered with dewdrops.

Ma Xiaohu raised his body, his hand supporting his erection, and slowly inserted it into her petals. In just one thrust,
most of was inside.

Chapter 44, Springtime at Home (5)

Wen Wen's entire body was limp, unlike Ma Xinyu. Ma Xinyu's whole body would straighten up
once stimulated. But Wen Wen's body was limp until she reached her climax. Like a
well-kneaded dough, she could be manipulated at will.

Ma Xiaohu began to slowly insert it, and each time he lifted his lower body and entered again, he could clearly feel the tight friction between Wen Wen's
flesh and his lower body. This friction gave him great stimulation, and the hair on his entire back stood on end, and
goosebumps rose

all over his body. Wen Wen's face was flushed, and her watery eyes no longer had their former innocence, but instead
revealed a charming seductiveness.

Ma Xiaohu tried to speed up his movements, but this direct entry caused Wen Wen some pain. At first,
she tried to endure it, but as Ma Xiaohu's movements quickened, she couldn't help but say, "Xiaohu, it hurts a little..."

Ma Xiaohu then realized that it was this almost oppressive movement that was causing Wen Wen pain. He slowly pulled
out , preparing to change positions. Just as he pulled out, Wen Wen's lower body suddenly made a "poof"
sound. Ma Xiaohu found it amusing and asked, "Wen Wen, did you fart?"

The swelling sensation in Wen Wen's lower body had just disappeared, and she was feeling a little disappointed. Hearing Ma Xiaohu's words, she
gently kicked him with her foot, "You're the one who farted..."

Ma Xiaohu asked curiously, "Then why did it make a sound? Was it you or me who farted?"

Wen Wen was both annoyed and amused, "You wasted your middle school physics..."

Ma Xiaohu's mind raced, but he really couldn't understand what this had to do with physics. [Typed by Xiangtuxiaoshuo.com
] He was too lazy to think about it, and lifted Wen Wen's legs up again, this time not as high. He
supported his lower body and offered his penis to Wen Wen's lower body.

Wen Wen's body trembled slightly with Ma Xiaohu's entry, and before he was fully inside, she gently raised
her buttocks to cooperate with Ma Xiaohu's insertion. As soon as Ma Xiaohu entered, he felt a warmth in his lower body, and the tender flesh walls around
him were wriggling and caressing his lower body. Ma Xiaohu's mind went blank, and he almost ejaculated.

Ma Xiaohu quickly calmed himself down, took a few deep breaths, and dared not move again. After a while, Ma Xiaohu
slowly adapted to the stimulation. He began to tense his lower body and slowly began to move.

With Ma Xiaohu's movements, Wen Wen's body also began to sway slightly. Her not-yet-fully-
grown breasts also swayed back and forth.

Ma Xiaohu began to increase the intensity, and Wen Wen's moans became louder. The sounds of friction and impact
filled the room.

Ma Xiaohu gripped Wen Wen's waist with both hands, his movements becoming increasingly rapid. Suddenly, on a whim, he
lifted Wen Wen up, so she sat on his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist. Ma Xiaohu was fully seated,
supporting Wen Wen with his hands, his hips thrusting up and down.

Although this position didn't involve much penetration, their lower bodies were tightly joined together. This
tight, pressing sensation allowed Ma Xiaohu's penis to stimulate Wen Wen's sensitive areas even more forcefully.

Wen Wen clung tightly to Ma Xiaohu's neck, her entire body arching back, her lower body moving back and forth in
rhythm with Ma Xiaohu's movements. Gradually finding her rhythm, she began to take the initiative. She placed her feet on the bed, lifting her hips and
moving them up and down.

This method allowed Wen Wen to control herself, deciding
the force .

Ma Xiaohu pushed Wen Wen's hips with both hands, helping her body rise and fall. Wen Wen's movements became
faster , occasionally twisting her body, allowing Ma Xiaohu's hardness to impact her vaginal walls more comprehensively.

Wen Wen swayed her hips repeatedly, letting out seductive moans and gasps. Ma Xiaohu felt his
hardness moving in and out of her tender petals. Suddenly, Wen Wen hugged Ma Xiaohu tightly, making a choked sound,
her fingers gripping Ma Xiaohu's back tightly, and cried out, "Xiaohu..."

Then she raised her head, frowned, and clenched her teeth. Ma Xiaohu looked at Wen Wen and knew that Wen Wen
had reached her climax. He just didn't understand why something so pleasurable looked like torture to her.

Wen Wen leaned her head on Ma Xiaohu's shoulder, still humming softly, enjoying
the afterglow of her climax. Ma Xiaohu deliberately lifted his buttocks and thrust them against her vulva. "Did you hurt my back?"

Wen Wen quickly looked down and said apologetically, "There are indeed a few fingernail marks. I didn't mean to. I think I
was ..."

Ma Xiaohu asked again, "Was it comfortable?"

Wen Wen's face was still flushed, and she said shyly, "Mmm, Xiaohu, how wonderful it would be if we could
hold . I really wish time could stand still right now, so we could be together forever..."

Ma Xiaohu chuckled and kissed Wen Wen on the cheek. "That way I can do whatever I want to you, right?
Haha, you watch too many TV dramas..."

Wen Wen playfully slapped his back. Ma Xiaohu then lifted his buttocks and continued to thrust upwards. With this thrust, Wen Wen
cried out and quickly begged for mercy, "Xiaohu, let me down, I'm exhausted..."

Hearing her say that, Ma Xiaohu fell forward, so their bodies were still tightly connected, and he was still pressing his body against Wen Wen's
.

Ma Xiaohu moved a few times, but not very forcefully. Wen Wen let out a few shy moans, her desire aroused again.
She wrapped her legs around Ma Xiaohu's waist, her toes hooked together, rubbing her legs against his buttocks.

Just as the two were getting intimate, Wen Wen's phone rang beside the pillow. The sound startled them both, and
Ma Xiaohu quickly stopped. Wen Wen saw it was her father, Wen Chenggang, calling. She said softly, "Xiaohu,
don't make a sound."

She answered the phone. Wen Chenggang had heard from Li Xue that Wen Wen had gone to Ma Xiaohu's place to deliver breakfast. He was a little unhappy
and asked why she hadn't returned yet.

Wen Wen was also dissatisfied with her father's tone and said unhappily, "I'm explaining a problem right now, I'll be back in a bit." She
then hung up the phone. Worried that her father might suddenly come, she said nervously to Ma Xiaohu, "Xiaohu, hurry up,
don't let my dad come looking for me again..."

Ma Xiaohu sensed that Wen Chenggang didn't want Wen Wen to come looking for him. He felt a little uncomfortable. He deliberately pushed
hard , then said, "What kind of father do you have? He's more indecisive than a woman..."

Wen Wen, with his arm around Ma Xiaohu's waist, said, "That's just how he is, I'm used to it!"

Ma Xiaohu suddenly had another idea, "How about I be your dad..."

Chapter 45, Wanting to Make Money

Wen Wen immediately replied, "Shameless, who wants you to be their dad?" Ma Xiaohu
moved a few times, but said, "Quick, call me dad..."

Wen Wen hummed comfortably, but still didn't call out. Ma Xiaohu then lay down on top of her, sucking on Wen
Wen's earlobe, saying while licking, "If you don't call me, I won't move..."

As he spoke, he thrust his buttocks up and pushed in deeply. Wen Wen rubbed her face against Ma Xiaohu's face, and Ma Xiaohu immediately
felt the heat on her face. Wen Wen murmured, "Xiaohu, stop fooling around, move quickly..."

Ma Xiaohu moved a few more times, but immediately stopped. Wen Wen was enjoying herself when he stopped, and whispered,
"How could you be so naughty?"

Ma Xiaohu chuckled, breathing hot air into Wen Wen's ear, and whispered, "Good girl, call me Daddy..."

As he spoke, he moved his lower body a few more times. Wen Wen felt dizzy from the stimulation, closed her eyes, and murmured
, "Daddy..."

Ma Xiaohu felt a surge of desire at the sound of this, and immediately sat up and moved violently a few more times. He said, "Call me again..." After

Wen Wen uttered the first cry, she was no longer shy and called out several times, "Daddy, Daddy..."

Ma Xiaohu was overjoyed and began to increase the pace for Wen Chenggang and Li Xue, each time
pulling the edge of her petals before thrusting in hard. Wen Wen had only recently become a woman, and with such vigorous movements
, she felt like she was about to climax again after just a few thrusts. Her whole body was numb and tingling, and her heart was filled with a tingling sensation.

Ma Xiaohu supported himself on the bed with both hands, thrusting his buttocks forward, and began to vigorously perform piston-like movements. Suddenly, Wen Wen
shouted loudly again . Her passionate expression made Ma Xiaohu's heart tremble, and his erection involuntarily
quivered twice inside her. Knowing he was about to come, he thrust forcefully. With Wen Wen's
shouts , Ma Xiaohu's lower body tightened, and a surge of heat rushed towards her…

Wen Wen was worried that Wen Chenggang would come looking for her. As soon as it was over, she quickly tidied herself up and hurriedly put on her
clothes . While getting dressed, Wen Wen asked, "Xiao Hu, you haven't had breakfast yet. Come to my house for lunch..."

Ma Xiao Hu shook his head, "No, I'm too tired. I need to get some sleep."

Wen Wen finished tidying his clothes, "We're being divided into advanced classes next week. After that, we can only come back once a month
..."

Ma Xiao Hu casually replied, "Okay, I'll come find you then."

Wen Wen was quite happy, "Then come on Sunday. We can rest for the afternoon on Sunday..."

Ma Xiao Hu hummed in agreement, then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Wen Wen, you're not pregnant, are you?"

Wen Wen rolled her eyes at him, "Today is safe. Seven days before and eight days after, don't you even know that?"

With that, she turned and left without looking back. Ma Xiao Hu lay on the bed muttering, what seven days before and eight days after...

Ma Xiao Hu was indeed too tired. He had slept with three women in the past two days. Even with his good stamina, he was a little
overwhelmed . He collapsed onto the bed and fell fast asleep. It wasn't until after 1 p.m. that he woke up hungry.

He wolfed down the breakfast Wen Wen had brought, not caring whether it was cold or not. Afterwards, he remembered to
call Li Xue's family to ask for next week's food money. The call went through, but no one answered.

It turned out that after Wen Wen left at noon, Li Xue went to play mahjong. She had forgotten to give Ma Xiaohu the food money.

Ma Xiaohu was a little annoyed. He could have called Li Xue's cell phone, but he didn't want to. He decided to go back to school
and borrow some money from

Bao Zhidao to get through the week. Although Wu Jinghua had controlled his spending since he was a child, she had never lacked anything from him. This was
the first time Ma Xiaohu had experienced being broke. He secretly thought to himself that he had to find a way to earn money in the future.

Ma Xiaohu was the first to return to the dormitory, but found no one there. He wandered around the playground. When he reached
court , he wondered if anyone was playing. Sure enough, there was someone playing – it was Xiao Kai's follower, Lao Yao.

Ma Xiaohu's mischievous thoughts resurfaced. He deliberately put on a stern face and shouted, "Youngest..."

The youngest was intently aiming, preparing to shoot a three-pointer. Ma Xiaohu's shout startled him
, and he turned around, about to yell, but upon seeing Ma Xiaohu, his first instinct was to run.

There were only the two of them on court number one, and the youngest saw Ma Xiaohu walking towards him step by step. He had initially intended to run,
but it was too late now. He grinned, a wry smile on his face, and said, "Playing ball, Xiao Hu?"

Ma Xiao Hu pretended to widen his eyes, "Huh?"

Lao Yao quickly corrected himself, "Brother Hu..." Ma Xiao

Hu found it amusing and deliberately teased, "Where's your boss?"

Lao Yao hurriedly said, "He's not back yet, he's discussing something with Brother Zhi."

Ma Xiao Hu didn't care at all, just asked casually, "Brother Zhi? Which Brother Zhi? What are they discussing?"

Lao Yao had been thoroughly terrified of Ma Xiao Hu last time, and said with a mournful face, "Brother Hu, I'm telling you, you absolutely must..."
"Don't tell anyone, or Boss Xiao will kill me..."

Ma Xiaohu said impatiently. "Stop talking nonsense, I won't say anything..."

Lao Yao then said, "Han Yu helped Boss Xiao and Brother Zhi connect. Brother Zhi is also in our first year of high school. He
also had the idea of becoming the boss before, but now Zhou Zi'an and Brother Hu have teamed up. Han Yu made them
team up as well, preparing to deal with Zhou Zi'an and Brother Hu..."

Ma Xiaohu didn't expect Lao Yao to be so timid. He hadn't even been scared much, and he had already gotten such important information.

Ma Xiaohu looked at Lao Yao and said, "Well, you did alright today, so I won't beat you up.
Remember to tell me if anything happens in the future..."

Lao Yao hadn't heard these hooligans say the word "beat up" in a long time, as if they were just kids fighting. But he
still nodded readily. The place where Ma Xiaohu beat him up last time was still healed, and he didn't want to go through that again.

Ma Xiaohu returned to the dormitory building. Knowing that Xiao Kai wasn't there, he went to their dormitory to find Bao Zhidao. Bao Zhidao had
just arrived and, seeing Ma Xiaohu, said, "You've got guts, kid, daring to come to our dorm. Aren't you afraid Boss Xiao will deal with
you?"

Ma Xiaohu said mysteriously, "Bao Zhidao, come out here, I need to talk to you about something..."

Bao Zhidao followed Ma Xiaohu out of the dorm, and the two found a corner of the stairs. Ma Xiaohu asked Bao Zhidao,
"Where is Xiao Kai, who's he with, what's he doing? I know all of this.
How ?"

Bao Zhidao stared wide-eyed at Ma Xiaohu, "Damn it! Are you fucking desperate for money? What they do is none of my
business ..."

Ma Xiaohu also got impatient and shouted, "Damn it, if you can sell your information, why can't I? You're today..."
"You have to buy it, or lend me some money?"

Chapter 46, Brother Zhi's Appearance . Bao Zhidao

touched Ma Xiaohu's forehead. "Kid, are you sick? Just say you want money,
why the bush? Tell me, how much?"

Ma Xiaohu held up one finger. "One hundred." Bao Zhidao took out a hundred
yuan and handed it to Ma Xiaohu. "You just got back from home and you're already asking for money? Did you spend all your money on hotel rooms with Ma Xinyu?"

Ma Xiaohu sighed, took the money, and said, "Sigh, don't mention it. I want to make money now..."

He then recounted what had happened in the past two days. After listening, Bao Zhidao thought for a moment and said, "It's good that you want to make money
, but you shouldn't do it like this. You even sold me information. I don't know what you were thinking. Wait until I think of a good
idea, then we'll discuss it..."

The two walked towards Ma Xiaohu's dormitory as they talked. As soon as they arrived at the dormitory, Yang Dazhuang and Haozi were there, and Zhou Zi'an was also there
with Liu Gang and two of his underlings.

Everyone was happy to see Ma Xiaohu. Zhou Zi'an even went up and hugged Ma Xiaohu, but Ma Xiaohu
remained unmoved and said, "Damn it, I don't like men, don't touch me..."

Everyone laughed. Zhou Zi'an, unaware of Bao Zhidao's relationship with Ma Xiaohu, deliberately teased Bao Zhidao, "Bao
Zhidao, where do you go with the news? Did you know we were going to discuss something?"

Bao Zhidao grinned mischievously, "You guys talk, I'll leave when we get to the important stuff..."

Zhou Zi'an smiled confidently, "I'm not afraid of others hearing my news."

Then, looking at everyone, he said, "Brother Chen Zixiao has spoken, the second and third year students are not allowed
to interfere in . Xiangtu Xiao said we can go all out against Xiao Kai this time..."

Everyone was delighted to hear this. Ma Xiaohu leaned against the wall and said, "Xiao Kai is contacting people now, preparing
to deal us..."

Everyone was stunned. Si Yan, quick to speak, hurriedly asked, "Who did he contact?"

Ma Xiaohu, seeing everyone's expectant gazes, said smugly, "Want to know? Pay up..."

Haozi said discontentedly, "Damn, you really are Bao Zhidao's deskmate, you've already learned to sell information so quickly."

Zhou Zi'an took out ten yuan from his pocket, smiling as he handed it over, "Is ten yuan enough?"

Everyone thought Ma Xiaohu was joking. But to everyone's surprise, he actually took it, even Bao Zhidao looked at
Ma Xiaohu . Zhou Zi'an's three followers, Liu Gang and his two companions, were even more dissatisfied.

Ma Xiaohu didn't care about everyone's gaze, "He's doing research with someone called Brother Zhi..."

Apart from Ma Xiaohu and Si Yan, everyone else in the dormitory knew who Brother Zhi was. Si Yan asked, "Who is Brother Zhi
?"

Haozi then explained Brother Zhi's background. Despite having "Zhi" in his name, Brother Zhi was a reckless person. He
wasn't a big shot in junior high, but nobody dared mess with him. The main reason was his daring and aggressive nature;
plus, he was big and burly, and fought without regard for his life. Most people were wary of him.

He didn't intend to be a big shot in vocational high school. It was just that a few of his friends egged him on, and he
easily , so he started declaring he wanted to be the top dog in high school.

Seeing that he might not be able to beat Zhou Zi'an, Xiao Kai, through Han Yu's introduction, teamed up with Zhou Zi'an to discuss the matter
.

Upon hearing that this person was Brother Zhi, Zhou Zi'an frowned. "This guy is really difficult to deal with. Aside from the fact that he
's a reckless fighter, the most crucial thing is that he never plays by the rules. I heard that in junior high, he was
beaten up by a gang leader, and the next day he went to the school alone with a metal rod, only to be beaten up again. He went again
the third day … eventually, he finally got his chance and beat the gang leader badly. After he beat him up, the gang leader
even took the initiative to talk to him, saying they'd keep to themselves from now on…"

He lit a cigarette and continued, "He's just that kind of reckless person…"

Ma Xiaohu, upon hearing this, found this guy quite interesting.

Zheng Qiancheng sat at his desk, frowning as he smoked. Something was bothering him more and more. He and Qi Mei had dated for three years
in college and worked for two years. In total, five years, he knew all her relatives and friends. But he
had never heard of a cousin named Ma Xiaohu.

He remembered Qi Mei's flushed face when she was guarding the door that day, and he felt increasingly uneasy. He picked up the phone on the table and
called Qi Mei. He knew Qi Mei wouldn't answer her cell phone.

Qi Mei answered and, upon hearing Zheng Qiancheng's voice, was about to hang up. Zheng Qiancheng quickly said that calling Qi Mei wasn't
about the two of them, but about Ma Xiaohu. Only then did Qi Mei listen to Zheng Qiancheng continue. Zheng Qiancheng lied, saying,
"We're starting a student council in our first year of high school. You told me the other day that you wanted to look after your cousin Ma Xiaohu, so I thought I'd let
him join the student council to give him some experience..."

Qi Mei thought Zheng Qiancheng was being sentimental and thanked him, saying, "Then thank you. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up
."

Zheng Qiancheng hurriedly said, "Don't hang up yet. By the way, which relative's child is Ma Xiaohu? I
've never heard you mention him before?"

Qi Mei was speechless for a moment, unable to speak for a long time. Zheng Qiancheng sensed something was wrong and continued, "I think I know all your
relatives, but why isn't there anyone surnamed Ma?"

Qi Mei became anxious, "Do I need to report all my relatives to you? Who are you to me?"

Zheng Qiancheng sneered, "I don't think he's your relative, he's probably your lover! Qi Mei, I
underestimated you, you've actually learned to eat young grass and start ruining young seedlings..."

Qi Mei blushed with embarrassment. She wasn't good at lying and couldn't say anything to defend herself. She just hung up
the phone. Now Zheng Qiancheng was even more certain that the relationship between Ma Xiaohu and Qi Mei was abnormal. He gritted his teeth and muttered to
himself , "You bitch, don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of him..."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The thought of Qi Mei's beautiful body being ravaged by Ma Xiaohu made him so angry that he
smashed the teacup on his desk against the wall.

Just before evening self-study, Xiao Kai returned to the classroom drunk. As soon as he entered the classroom, he started cursing and
pointing at the whole class, saying, "Now it's self-study time, all of you shut the hell up! If anyone dares to say
a word , I'll slap them to death..."

Ma Xiaohu and Yang Dazhuang exchanged glances and laughed disdainfully.

Xiao Kai also saw Ma Xiaohu laugh. He stood unsteadily in front of the podium, pointing at Ma Xiaohu, "Ma Xiaohu,
Tiger Bro, you're awesome, how awesome are you? You got Zhou Zi'an to mess with me? You're really underestimating me, Xiao Kai. This time
we 'll see who beats whom. Someone'll be coming for you soon, you just wait..."

Ma Xiaohu was about to speak when Bao Zhidao pinched him from below, and at the same time, Ma Xinyu turned around worriedly.
He shook his head at him, indicating that he shouldn't speak.

Chapter 47, Xiao Hu Gets Beaten Up (Part 1)

As Xiao Kai was speaking, the classroom door was suddenly pulled open. With a loud "bang," the students were startled.

A tall, strong boy walked in, wearing a tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt that accentuated his muscular chest.

He nodded at Xiao Kai, then looked at the whole class and said with slurred eyes, "My name is Da Zhi. Who is
Ma Xiao Hu ? Stand up!"

Ma Xiao Hu stood up with an indifferent expression. "I am Ma Xiao Hu. What do you want with me?"

Ma Xiao Hu's face was indifferent, but his heart was pounding. After listening to Zhou Zi'an and Hao Zi's story,
although thought this guy was quite interesting, he really didn't want to be his opponent.

Seeing Ma Xiao Hu stand up, Da Zhi strode over. Yang Dazhuang and the others, seeing that things were not going well, quickly jumped over from the middle
students ' seats and stood next to Ma Xiao Hu.

Changmao and his friends all stood up, but Xiao Kai shook his head at the podium. The group quietly sat down.

Dazhi's stride was twice as long as an average person's. He walked a few steps to Ma Xiaohu, not even glancing at
Yang Dazhuang and the others. He said to Ma Xiaohu in a gruff voice, "I want to fight you one-on-one. Tomorrow afternoon after school,
in the woods behind the main building."

Ma Xiaohu was nearly 1.8 meters tall, but Dazhi was half a head taller. Yang Dazhuang, who was quite dark-skinned,
looked rather pale next to Dazhi.

Ma Xiaohu found this guy interesting; he didn't say anything and immediately challenged him to a fight. Ma Xiaohu said, "What
if I don't go…?"

Because of his height, Dazhi spoke in a deep, booming voice, "If you don't go, I'll come to your class every day to find you.
But don't worry, I won't beat you up in your class; I'll keep finding you until you agree."

Dazhi meant what he said. The local gossip columnist's tone was dismissive of Ma Xiaohu,
implying that he'd only get beaten up anyway.

Ma Xiaohu smiled, slightly raising his head to look at Dazhi, "Fine, I'll go."

Dazhi gave him a thumbs up, "Man, man!"

and turned to leave.

Evening self-study was quiet in the classroom. Ma Xinyu kept glancing back at Ma Xiaohu, her eyes filled with worry.

Bao Zhidao was also writing in his exercise book, "Are you stupid? You agreed to him. You can't beat him!"

Ma Xiaohu felt a pang of regret. Not regret for agreeing to Dazhi's request, but regret for not listening to his master and
practicing . He saw Bao Zhidao's words, smiled slightly, and didn't reply.

Just then, the classroom door opened. A bespectacled teacher from the student affairs office entered, looking at the students and asking,
"Who's Ma Xiaohu…?"

Ma Xiaohu was startled, wondering why everyone was looking for him today. But he immediately stood up.

The teacher glanced at Ma Xiaohu, "Go see Section Chief Zheng in the Student Affairs Office, right now."

He then turned and left.

The Student Affairs Office had two offices: one in the administration building and the other in the teaching building. This office was set up in a corner on the first floor for easier
student .

Ma Xiaohu went down to the first floor and knocked on the door. Inside, Zheng Qiancheng called out softly, "Come in." Upon entering, Ma Xiaohu saw Zheng
Qiancheng smiling sinisterly at him and asking, "Ma Xiaohu, have you seen your cousin this week?"

Ma Xiaohu, unsure of his intentions, shook his head blankly.

Zheng Qiancheng continued, "I know all of Qi Mei's relatives, how come I've never seen you? Tell me
the truth, what exactly is your relationship with Qi Mei?"

Ma Xiaohu was stunned for a moment. He was quite good at lying, "We're distant relatives, and also teacher and student..."

Zheng Qiancheng didn't believe him at all. He gritted his teeth, pinched Ma Xiaohu's face, and said, "Do
you think I'm a three-year-old? Distant relatives? Tell me the truth, what shameful things have you been doing with that bitch Qi Mei?"

Ma Xiaohu was enraged by Zheng Qiancheng's words, his eyes blazing as he glared at him, "Watch your mouth...
"

Zheng Qiancheng suddenly laughed, his tone surprisingly gentle, "What? You're unhappy or hurt by talking about her?"

As he spoke, his face changed instantly, his eyes widened, and he slapped Ma Xiaohu across the face. Ma Xiaohu's
right cheek turned bright red. He stared at Zheng Qiancheng, but his gaze became calm.

Zheng Qiancheng laughed again, looking at Ma Xiaohu with a perverted expression. "Didn't you tell me to watch my mouth? Do you
know what kind of relationship I have with that bitch Qi Mei? Do you want me to tell you…?"

Ma Xiaohu knew Zheng Qiancheng was deliberately provoking him, but he still couldn't control himself. His hands clenched tightly, his short
nails digging into his flesh.

Zheng Qiancheng looked at Ma Xiaohu. "What, you're clenching your fists to hit me? Come on, hit me, hit me and you
can forget about ever entering vocational high school again…"

With that, he punched Ma Xiaohu hard in the stomach. Ma Xiaohu winced in pain, bent over, and almost couldn't catch
his breath .

Zheng Qiancheng then kicked Ma Xiaohu in the ribs, his hard leather shoe clanging loudly. Ma Xiaohu
staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.

Zheng Qiancheng followed up, kicking him repeatedly, some in the ribs, some in the head. "Tell me,
what's your relationship with that bitch Qi Mei?"

Ma Xiaohu grimaced in pain, lying on the ground and groaning, "She's your mother, I'm your father..."

Zheng Qiancheng roared, squatting down next to Ma Xiaohu's head and relentlessly punching him in the head.
Ma Xiaohu lay there with his eyes closed, feeling waves of dizziness washing over him; even with his eyes closed, he saw only
stars.

Zheng Qiancheng got tired, staggering to his feet. He took off his suit jacket, tugged at his tie,
and pulled it down. He cursed, "Get up, you fucking get up, you two filthy bitches, you sluts.
Now you're playing dead, get up..."

Ma Xiaohu struggled to his feet. His whole body ached, and he tried to lean against the wall for balance. His eyes were fixed
on Zheng Qiancheng. He knew he couldn't fight back. He wasn't afraid of Zheng Qiancheng, nor was he afraid of dropping out of school. But he knew
he couldn't leave the vocational high school. He wanted revenge, revenge on this beast in human clothing, this man who insulted Qi Mei!

Ma Xiaohu felt a sweet taste in his mouth; he licked it with his tongue, finding a slightly fishy taste. Ma Xiaohu's
rage surged. He leaned against the wall, looking up at Zheng Qiancheng, "Come on, keep going! Why did you stop?
How can you be so useless? No wonder Qi Mei didn't want you!"

Zheng Qiancheng was furious. He kicked Ma Xiaohu directly in the ribs. Although Ma Xiaohu
blocked with his arm, he still doubled over in pain, crouching down in a curled-up position. Zheng Qiancheng reached back and grabbed the teacup from the table...
He picked up the cup and smashed it down hard on Ma Xiaohu's head. A stream of crimson blood slowly seeped from his head, flowing down
his face and dripping down with the tea in the cup…

Chapter 48, Xiaohu Gets Beaten (Part 2)

Zheng Qiancheng stepped on Ma Xiaohu's shoulder. "You're chickening out now?
Where's the guts you had when you were glaring at me? Weren't your fists clenched tight?"

Ma Xiaohu raised his head again. His big eyes stared unblinkingly at Zheng Qiancheng. Zheng
Qiancheng felt a little uneasy. He knew he had hit him hard and was worried he might have hurt Ma Xiaohu. But
Ma Xiaohu showed no sign of yielding, which annoyed him.

Just as he was about to continue, his phone on the table vibrated. He picked it up and saw it was
a call from his girlfriend, Zhao Yanfei. He quickly answered the phone, and Zhao Yanfei said unhappily on the other end, "Zheng Qiancheng,
where ?"

Zheng Qiancheng hurriedly replied, "I'm in my office, dealing with some students..."

Zhao Yanfei angrily retorted, "You're talking nonsense! I'm right outside your office door, locked..."

Zheng Qiancheng paused for a moment, then understood and explained, "I'm over here in the teaching building. Come to this
office ..."

A short while later, Zhao Yanfei swayed in, wearing high heels. She wore a cropped, low-cut
short-sleeved top , revealing a large section of her ample white breasts. She wore a short skirt that reached her hips. She wore heavy makeup and looked
sexy and alluring.

As soon as she entered, she saw Ma Xiaohu standing shakily against the wall, his face covered in blood. She giggled and
said to Zheng Qiancheng, "I thought you were going to have a heart-to-heart talk with a female student, but it turns out you just found a little boy to train your physical fitness with ..."

As she spoke, she reached over and lifted Ma Xiaohu's chin with her finger, raising his head slightly. "Oh,
this young man is quite handsome, isn't he? Qiancheng, how could you do this to him?" As

she spoke, she slapped Ma Xiaohu hard across the face. His hand
was ; he didn't feel any pain. Only the humiliation in his heart fueled his thirst for revenge.

Zheng Qiancheng glanced at Ma Xiaohu. "Go back now, and cherish your vocational high school life."

Ma Xiaohu staggered out the door, feeling a sharp pain in his abdomen. He bent over, and after only
a few steps, he couldn't go on and squatted down in the corridor. He had been holding it in in the office, but
finally couldn't resist and started humming softly.

Feng Xiaoyou, who had just been called away by the teacher, saw Ma Xiaohu squatting in the corridor as soon as she returned. She didn't
see who it was, and from a distance, she said, "Classmate, where are you feeling unwell? I'll find someone to take you to
the infirmary ..."

Ma Xiaohu was in too much pain to speak; he waved his hand dismissively, indicating he didn't need help. Feng
Xiaoyou approached and was shocked. "Ma Xiaohu?"

Ma Xiaohu looked up and, seeing it was Feng Xiaoyou, forced a smile. He knew it looked
worse than a grimace. "Damn it, my name is Ma Xiaohu. Ouch..."

Ma Xiaohu cried out in pain, then said to Feng Xiaoyou, "Go to Class 13 on the second floor and call Haozi and Dazhuang
..."

Feng Xiaoyou quickly agreed and ran upstairs. She knocked softly on the door, and only after a "come in" from inside did she timidly
open it.

The moment she opened the door, all eyes in the class were on her. She said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm looking for Haozi,
and another one named Dazhuang..."

Zhou Hao, upon hearing that this doll-like girl was looking for him, thought his luck had turned. He was
overjoyed . Xiao Kai, hearing that she was looking for them, glanced at Feng Xiaoyou and said, "What's up?"

Feng Xiaoyou's voice was much louder this time, "Ma Xiaozhu from your class is injured, oh no, I mean Ma Xiaohu,
it seems quite serious, he's in the first-floor corridor..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Dazhuang and Zhou Hao, without waiting for the class monitor's approval, rushed out of their seats, with Si Yan
following suit.

Ma Xinyu was slightly stunned before recovering. She glanced back at Bao Zhidao and said, "It's Xiaohu
..."

before running out with Bao Zhidao. Xiao Kai shouted from behind, "Who the hell told you to leave? This is
class!"

But no one paid him any attention.

As soon as they reached the first floor, they saw Ma Xiaohu huddled on the ground. They rushed over, and Yang Dazhuang, his face contorted
with hatred , shouted, "Fuck him! Who did this? Who is Xiaohu?"

Ma Xiaohu quickly waved his hands, signaling them to stop talking. Ma Xiaohu knew this place was close to Zheng Qiancheng's office;
if he overheard them, Yang Dazhuang wouldn't get away with it.

When Ma Xinyu saw Ma Xiaohu's condition, tears welled up in her eyes. "Xiaohu, how are you?"

Bao Zhidao, on the other hand, remained calm and quickly pulled Ma Xinyu back. "Stop yelling, let's get Xiaohu to the infirmary first."

Ma Xiaohu gritted his teeth. "No need, help me back to my dorm..."

Zhao Yanfei sat on Zheng Qiancheng's desk, legs crossed, tugging at Zheng Qiancheng's tie. "
Why are you so angry? Why are you arguing with a child?"

Zheng Qiancheng leaned forward, his hands on Zhao Yanfei's waist, and said, "You don't know, these
students are hard to manage these days. Give them a little encouragement and they'll take it all..."

Zhao Yanfei giggled charmingly. "I want to take it all, let me take it all."

Saying this, she lifted one leg and put it on Zheng Qiancheng's shoulder. Zheng Qiancheng stroked her fair thighs. "Okay,
I'll let you have your fill of fun when we get home..."

Zhao Yanfei pouted. "No, I want it now, I want it right here..."

Zheng Qiancheng said hesitantly. "Not now, the whole building is full of students, they haven't finished their evening self-study yet..."

Zhao Yanfei yanked Zheng Qiancheng's tie forward, and he pounced into her arms. She tilted her head up and
deliberately rubbed her ample breasts against Zheng Qiancheng's face. "I want it right here, it's so exciting..."

Zheng Qiancheng cursed inwardly, "Just like Qi Mei, she's a fucking slut..." Although he cursed inwardly,
he dared not show any expression on his face. "Then let go of me first, I need to lock the door..."

As soon as the door was locked, Zheng Qiancheng turned around and lifted Zhao Yanfei's clothes up. He unhooked her bra from behind and threw it
on the table. He lowered his head and buried his face in her ample breasts, kissing the nipples. One hand repeatedly kneaded another spot
.

Zhao Yanfei rested her hands on the desk, leaning back. Her nipples, once touched, immediately hardened, and
she felt a ticklish sensation.

After kissing her for a while, Zheng Qiancheng lifted Zhao Yanfei's short skirt, revealing black lace shorts.
The forest beneath Zhao Yanfei was quite lush, with many branches peeking out from the lace.

Zheng Qiancheng pulled down her panties with both hands, and Zhao Yanfei slightly raised her buttocks, allowing him to remove them.

Chapter 49, In the office,

Zhao Yanfei lay on the large desk, her back immediately shivering from the coolness of the desk.
Zheng Qiancheng spread her beautiful legs apart with both hands, placing them on his shoulders. He guided his hard, thick member
to the already overflowing entrance, not in a hurry, rubbing the outside with his shiny bald head, but
not it.

Zhao Yanfei was already aroused; she swung one leg on Zheng Qiancheng's shoulder a few times, saying in a longing voice,
"Come on, Qiancheng..."

Zheng Qiancheng was about to thrust in, but when he looked up slightly, he saw the teacup that had just been broken. Suddenly, the images of Ma Xiaohu and Qi Mei flashed through his mind
. The anger that had subsided within him reignited.

Seeing Zhao Yanfei's expectant moans, Zheng Qiancheng vented his fury on her. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly
thrust forward, his entire lower body penetrating her completely in one swift motion.

Caught off guard, Zhao Yanfei cried out in surprise,
her body lifting halfway off the table.

Zheng Qiancheng began thrusting vigorously from the moment he entered. The sounds of their pubic bones colliding were clearly audible in
the office .

Zhao Yanfei cried out, "Stop, stop, don't move..."

Normally, Zheng Qiancheng would have stopped immediately, but today, knowing about Ma Xiaohu and Qi Mei's relationship,
his pent-up rage had been building. Ignoring Zhao
Yanfei's cries, he continued to thrust forcefully, transferring all his pent-up anger onto her body.

Seeing that he wouldn't stop, Zhao Yanfei quickly kicked him in the head with her high-heeled foot. Zheng Qiancheng then
stopped. Zhao Yanfei propped herself up with her hands, frowning, and said, "This won't do, it's so uncomfortable.
Put me down quickly..."

It turned out that Zhao Yanfei's back was pressed against the smooth tabletop, and this movement caused her skin to rub against the surface.
Combined with her sweat, the friction made a "sizzling" sound, which was very unpleasant to hear.
It also caused a burning pain on her back.

Zheng Qiancheng was annoyed, thinking to himself, "You're such a pain in the ass." But he didn't dare show it, quickly
pulling out and helping Zhao Yanfei off the table.

After getting off, Zhao Yanfei turned over, bracing herself on the desk with her hands, and lowered her upper body, creating
a beautiful dimple on her back. Her full, pink buttocks were raised high, striking a seductive pose. She turned around and said,
"Let's do it from behind, it was too uncomfortable for my back just now."

Zheng Qiancheng hummed in agreement, lifted her short skirt, and slapped Zhao Yanfei's buttocks twice with his hand
. Zhao Yanfei immediately cooperated by twisting her buttocks, tilting her head back, and letting out two exaggerated cries.

Zheng Qiancheng aimed at his target again, looking at Zhao Yanfei's back, which was now bright red from rubbing. He felt a twisted
pleasure. He thrust his hips forward and entered her, penetrating her not-too-tight lower body in one go.

Zheng Qiancheng's hips rose and fell, swaying rapidly. Each thrust was from head to toe, a violent impact.

Zhao Yanfei braced herself on the table with her hands, her head tilted back, her mouth wide open, constantly moaning loudly. Her long
hair flowed freely, swaying with her body, her full breasts bouncing beneath her…

Zheng Qiancheng, noticing her loud cries, slowed down, reminding her, “Keep it down, Feifei, the soundproofing
isn’t good , people outside can hear us!”

Zhao Yanfei ignored him; she loved to shout, she even hoped
someone watching her—she didn’t mind. She found it more pleasurable.

She said to Zheng Qiancheng, dissatisfied, “Why are you making such a fuss? So what if they hear? Don’t they make
noise when they’re having sex?”

Zheng Qiancheng cursed her inwardly, then began thrusting again. Zhao Yanfei, as if on purpose,
cried out even louder this time. Zheng Qiancheng

didn’t dare ignore her anymore, thrusting his lower body violently. With increased force, he felt Zhao Yanfei
becoming increasingly wet; looking down, he saw his thick penis covered in glistening
fluid .

With Zheng Qiancheng’s increased pressure, Zhao Yanfei felt wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. In this unfamiliar office
, each moan echoed softly. The setting heightened her excitement, and suddenly she felt a spasm
in her lower body . Knowing she was about to climax, she shouted, "Faster, faster!"

Zheng Qiancheng thrust harder, using all his strength to pound forward, occasionally
shifting his position within Zhao Yanfei's flesh. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed Zhao Yanfei; she screamed loudly and
hoarsely thrown back, her body stiff, reaching a climax.

Zheng Qiancheng felt his erection being pounded several times, his lower body throbbing uncontrollably. He gripped
Zhao Yanfei's buttocks tightly, closed his eyes, and thrust forcefully, letting out a shout as well. His lower body gushed forth like a
floodgate …

The two groaned loudly in the office. Two teachers who were on their way to tutor students in the evening class walked by. Hearing the noise from inside
the office , they exchanged a glance. One of them said, "Who's Zheng Qiancheng in there with? Making such
a racket? It can't be a student, can it? This guy doesn't look like a good person..."

The other whispered, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear. It's not a student, it's the principal's
daughter . I saw her come to this building earlier..."

The man said disdainfully, "I don't think she's a daughter, she's a 'ten-thousand-pound' (a unit of weight in China). The men she's slept with must weigh ten thousand pounds.
If you cut off all their genitals, I reckon a sack wouldn't be able to hold them all..."

"Stop talking nonsense! If someone hears you, you'll be out of business here!"

The group helped Ma Xiaohu back to his dormitory and helped him lie down on the bed. Ma Xinyu was beside him, holding his hand and
crying. Ma Xiaohu frowned, forcing a smile, "Hey, don't cry, I'm not dead
..."

As he spoke, another sharp pain shot through him. He gritted his teeth and tried his best not to let anyone see. Yang Dazhuang
and the others all looked angry. He asked, "Xiao Hu, did Section Chief Zheng hit you? Why did he hit you? Is it
related to Xiao Kai?"

Ma Xiao Hu shook his head slightly, "It has nothing to do with Xiao Kai..."

Haozi pressed, "Then what was it about?"

Ma Xiaohu closed his eyes, "It's nothing..."

Seeing that Ma Xiaohu was determined not to say anything, everyone was at a loss.

Ma Xinyu's tears were still streaming down her face, "Xiaohu, let's transfer schools, this school is too
scary . They're all causing you trouble, I'm scared..."

Chapter 50, Teacher's Visit.

Ma Xiaohu gently touched Ma Xinyu's face and said affectionately, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay at the vocational high school.
What's there to be afraid of? I'll hold up the sky if it falls..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bell rang for the end of self-study. Ma Xiaohu looked at Yang Dazhuang, "Dazhuang,
you take Xinyu home, class just ended, the boys are all back..."

Ma Xiaohu was worried about Ma Xinyu; after all, this was a boys' dormitory.

After the group left, Bao Zhidao asked Ma Xiaohu, "Xiaohu, what exactly made you get beaten up like this?"

Ma Xiaohu looked at Bao Zhidao, "This news is worth at least a thousand yuan..."

Bao Zhidao looked at Ma Xiaohu, feeling sorry for his friend but also a little angry. He said, "I think they
didn't hit you hard enough..."

The next morning, Ma Xiaohu felt much better. He didn't move around much, and the pain lessened.

Haozi and Yang Dazhuang originally planned to stay with him in the dormitory, but Ma Xiaohu disagreed and sent them to class.

Han Mei came to class and saw Ma Xiaohu's seat was empty, so she asked the class monitor, Xiao Kai, where Ma Xiaohu was.

Xiao Kai stood up and deliberately said, "I don't know either. He didn't come this morning. Did he skip school?"

His words displeased most of the students. The whole first-year class had heard the news the night before; everyone knew Ma Xiaohu had been
badly beaten by Zheng Qiancheng. Yet he was lying. Yang Dazhuang stood up. "Teacher, Ma Xiaohu is in the dormitory.
Something happened to him, and he can't get out of bed."

Ma Xinyu's eyes reddened again upon hearing Yang Dazhuang's words. Han Mei became anxious upon hearing this and asked Yang Dazhuang to take
her to the dormitory to check on him. As soon as they arrived at the dormitory door, Yang Dazhuang said with an embarrassed look, "
Teacher , please wait a moment, I'll go in and check on him first..."

Yang Dazhuang was worried that Ma Xiaohu was still shirtless and was about to go in to remind him. But Han Mei was anxious and wanted to know
what was wrong, so she said there was no need. She opened the door to go in.

Yang Dazhuang hurriedly shouted, "Ma Xiaohu, your homeroom teacher is here to see you..."

Ma Xiaohu was already lying on the bed wearing only his underwear, with the blanket tucked under him. Hearing Yang Dazhuang
's shout from inside the room, he was startled and immediately burrowed under the covers. The movement was too forceful, and he cried out in pain.

Han Mei was startled by Yang Dazhuang's shout, then realized his purpose. She wanted to wait a moment, but
the door was already open, so she had no choice but to go in.

Upon entering, she saw Ma Xiaohu lying there covered by a blanket, and was relieved. Ma Xiaohu hurriedly greeted her with a wry smile,
"Teacher Han, you're here?"

Han Mei noticed several bruises on Ma Xiaohu's face, and some areas were scraped. She asked, "Ma Xiaohu, did you get
into a fight?"

Ma Xiaohu shook his head with a wry smile. Yang Dazhuang wasn't usually one to mince words, but seeing Ma Xiaohu beaten
like this , he said directly, "Teacher, Xiaohu was beaten by Section Chief Zheng. Look at his face, his body is even worse.
Last night he could barely move, and he also had a cut on his head..."

Han Mei was shocked. She already had a bad impression of Zheng Qiancheng; all the teachers in the school knew that he
had abandoned his girlfriend of several years to be with the principal's daughter. He was usually a terrible person, and since he had no money or power,
he wouldn't even acknowledge him. So he asked Ma Xiaohu, "Xiaohu, why did he hit you? What did you do wrong?"

Ma Xiaohu shook his head with a bitter smile. He really couldn't explain to Han Mei; he couldn't very well say it was because of Qi Mei.
He could only say, "It's because of some personal matter from before, it has nothing to do with school."

Han Mei was furious. She looked at Ma Xiaohu, "He beat you up like this because of a personal matter? No way, I have to
go find her. How dare she treat my student like this…"

Ma Xiaohu and Yang Dazhuang were both a little surprised by Han Mei's temper. She was beautiful and generous, and spoke gently
; they hadn't expected her to have such a temper.

Ma Xiaohu quickly said, "Teacher, please don't go. It's all resolved, I'm fine…"

Han Mei was still somewhat indignant. She muttered to herself, "He thinks he's going to become the principal's
son-in-law and everyone has to give way to him. Why should he? Is that how you manage students?"

Han Mei suddenly remembered the class and turned to Yang Dazhuang, saying, "Go back to the class first and tell everyone to study on their own.
I'll be back in a bit."

Yang Dazhuang agreed and turned to go back to the class. Ma Xiaohu awkwardly said to Han Mei, "Teacher, please sit down."

Han Mei didn't sit down. Seeing Ma Xiaohu's flushed face, she assumed it was a fever caused by an infected wound. She
lowered her head and reached out to touch Ma Xiaohu's forehead. As she lowered her head, the collar of her blouse fell down, revealing Ma Xiaohu's white lace
bra .

Han Mei touched it and felt it was a little hot. Little did she know, Ma Xiaohu had simply gotten a fever from being under the covers.

Han Mei touched her own forehead again, then compared it to Ma Xiaohu's, saying,
"Xiaohu, should I take you to the hospital to get it checked out..."

Ma Xiaohu immediately felt the warmth of Han Mei's hand. Although he was in pain, his lust hadn't diminished at all.
He pulled his hand out from under the covers and gently grasped Han Mei's hand on his forehead. "Teacher, it's nothing, you don't need to go to
the hospital ."

Han Mei initially thought Ma Xiaohu just wanted to remove her hand. But
Ma Xiaohu held on tightly. She tried to pull away, but he gripped it even tighter.

Han Mei glared at Ma Xiaohu and pulled her hand back abruptly. She wanted to lash out, but seeing Ma Xiaohu's clear, innocent
eyes looking at her, and his injured face, she softened. She still said coldly, "You
should rest first. I'm going back to class," and turned to leave. As soon as she stepped outside, Han Mei felt her face burning and
her heart pounding. All morning, Ma Xiaohu's image kept flashing before his eyes. His clear, transparent eyes
seemed to be staring intently at him, as if trying to see right through him.

After Han Mei left, Ma Xiaohu grasped her hand, brought it to his nose, and inhaled deeply, muttering to
himself , "So fragrant..."

He then closed his eyes, savoring the memory of Han Mei's white breasts...

Zhou Zi'an had also heard that Ma Xiaohu had been beaten. At noon, he arranged for Liu Gang to order some hearty dishes at the campus restaurant and take
them see Ma Xiaohu.

As soon as he and Yang Dazhuang entered the room, they saw Ma Xiaohu pacing on the floor, gritting his teeth and doing chest-expanding and stretching
exercises.

Zhou Zi'an hurriedly said, "Xiao Hu, don't move around, quickly lie down on the bed..."

Ma Xiao Hu turned around and looked at everyone, "It's okay, I need to stretch a bit, I still have to fight that Da Zhi one-on-one tonight
..."

Hao Zi panicked when he heard this and hurriedly said, "Xiao Hu, are you crazy? Even if you weren't injured, I
don't think you could beat him. Stop it, don't go and get yourself killed..."

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