【The Charming Young Man and the Pretty Little Girl】(Chapters 41-60) Author: He Xiaozei

Author: He Xiaozei
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Chapter 041 The Chaotic Battle of Zhao Wang City

I spat and glared at the man, saying, "We're not here to herd sheep, we're here to film a movie, 'The
Shepherd,' a sister film to 'The Horseman.'"

The gatekeeper asked with great suspicion, "Really? I've never heard of you. Which film crew are you from?" While

I was still hesitating whether to say Zhang Yimou or Feng Xiaogang, Cucumber crossed his arms and pouted, saying,
"We're from CCTV." He finished speaking while crossing his arms, looking very arrogant.

Unexpectedly, the gatekeeper immediately became angry: "Bullshit! CCTV always sends out Mercedes and Audis, or at the very least
, domestic red flags. Who the hell walks here? You're obviously liars."

"No, no, we really are here to investigate. We're the first unit, and there's a whole bunch behind us." I glared at
Cucumber and quickly explained.

Cucumber chimed in, "Right, right, sir, please look, this is my passport."

The gatekeeper, without even glancing at it, retorted, "Passport my ass! It's more like a bra! People come here, sheep and dogs too.
They poop and eat poop everywhere, leaving a pile of excrement behind. The Zhao Wangcheng Ruins will become Zhao Wangcheng Excrement!"

"Alpacas never eat poop, and neither do cows or your grandpas," Cucumber, from a democratic
country, couldn't tolerate the gatekeeper's discrimination against animals and argued seriously, "Let him see it,
you grandpas."

The gatekeeper grabbed a broom and cursed, "You son of a bitch, who are you calling names?"

"I'm not calling you grandpas, it's the name of a sheep," I quickly explained, waving my hand.

We were about to start fighting when suddenly a large Hongqi car drove up and stopped at the gate. A man who looked like a
secretary hurried over and said, "Old Li, tell everyone inside to prepare. The Beijing Cultural Center is sending people to inspect us."

Old Li, the gatekeeper, saw the leaders arrive and pointed at us, saying, "Secretary Wang, these two say they're from a film crew,
here for an investigation."

Secretary Wang glanced at us sideways and said, "Film crew? What film crew?"

I suddenly remembered Su Xiuxiu mentioning some Beijing company, so on a whim, I blurted out, "
Beijing Cultural Media Company, Professor Zhang… cough cough."

Unexpectedly, a volley of bullets hit, and Secretary Wang immediately… With a smile, I greeted him, "Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Cucumber rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper, saying, "This is my university diploma. Please take a look."

Secretary Wang took it, glanced at it, frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "Could it be Harvard...?"

Cucumber chuckled, "That's right, Harvard."

The secretary's attitude became even more respectful: "Truly a renowned scholar, with extraordinary bearing, hahaha."

The gatekeeper, Old Li, also became frightened and asked suspiciously, "Then what about these sheep and dogs?"

I said firmly, "Please note, those are props."

Secretary Wang glared at Old Li, and then we swaggered inside.

"Damn! I didn't expect Cucumber to graduate from Harvard!" I looked at Cucumber with admiration.

Cucumber grinned and laughed wildly, saying, "What a load of rubbish! That's a circumcision diagnosis. How did these people
learn English?"

I sighed and said, "Learn what? You could insult them in English and they wouldn't even know it."

Then the five of us went to explore the ruins. The ruins weren't big, just piles of yellow earth and weeds, with rings of
dried excrement and toilet paper. The dried excrement had a grayish-brown hue, appearing incredibly hard and solid. I
immediately felt deflated; it was truly embarrassing in front of foreign friends.

Cucumber took out his DSLR camera and kept taking pictures. I said, somewhat disappointed and impatient, "
What pictures?"

Cucumber said with disdain, "You don't understand. That's the feeling of the grass and the mounds of earth. So, you see, that
pile of excrement isn't actually excrement; it creates a gray space. American architect Wright, German architect Mies van der Rohe,
Gropius, and other architectural masters all liked this kind of gray space."

I thought to myself, "Are all these people perverted? They like dried excrement? Haha, I could probably
poop hundreds of pounds of it for you."

As we were taking pictures, a group of cleaners suddenly appeared, shovels and picks in hand, cleaning up the
stubborn , like lumps of rock.

"Stop! You can't do this! You're damaging cultural relics!" Cucumber shouted, waving his
arms .

The cleaners pushed him away, saying, "Bullshit! Damaging my foot! Beijing's inspecting! If the hygiene doesn't meet standards, we'll lose our
wages ! You better not mess with these pets, or we'll get rid of them too!"

The cleaners, panting and shouting, finished cleaning in no time, leaving only a pile of yellow earth, connected to
the steps resembling a giant radish cellar. I chuckled to myself; apparently, the famous King Zhao of the Spring and Autumn Period used to live in a giant radish cellar.

I shrugged and said, "Disappointed, Cucumber?"

Cucumber slapped his hands together and said, "Not disappointed at all, a great find! It turns out that China invented
gray space art a long time ago, hundreds, even thousands of years earlier than America. Truly a great historical nation with a long and rich culture!"

I was secretly astonished. Did Americans never poop before? Or did they eat it all? The United States used to be inhabited
by Native Americans , so it's not surprising they ate excrement.

While I was lost in thought, another group of people approached. I noticed that the leaders were all quite portly
, and there was a red flag that read, "Welcome, Leaders, for your inspection." Beside them were
the only pretty girls selected from our school, serving as etiquette staff.

Secretary Wang was still smiling and explaining, "This soil isn't ordinary soil; it's ancient soil from the Zhao State period.
And this platform—it's a stage for traditional operas, shadow puppetry...yes, I'm getting carried away. Shadow
puppetry didn't exist back then."

The leaders listened to him expressionlessly, their eyes occasionally glancing at the student etiquette staff. In this cold
season , the staff were dressed very lightly, making their pale faces appear even more striking, yet still quite delicate. I cursed inwardly, "Are you here
for an inspection or to pick up girls? Pretty good student, huh?"

The leaders walked around the ruins, frowning, and said, "It doesn't seem like anything special." Secretary Wang said, "
The design is simple, but it's very significant." I chuckled inwardly. Such a large radish cellar could
definitely hold a cabbage or radish; that was its purpose.

Then, feeling annoyed, I gave Cucumber a meaningful look and said, "Hey Cucumber, you've seen
enough n't you?"

"Yeah, there's really nothing left to photograph," Cucumber chimed in.

"Give me a cigarette." I flicked my wrist, making a gesture as if to hold a cigarette.

Cucumber pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed me one. Cucumber is just a cucumber, even his lighter is a Zipo
Classic 1895.

Cucumber and I squatted on the ground to smoke, while the three pets, "Alpaca," "Bullshit," and "Fuck Your Grandpa,"
stood in a row.

The leaders, their faces showing displeasure, pointed at me and Cucumber and asked Secretary Wang, "What are these idle people doing?"

Secretary Wang mumbled, "Aren't they with you? They're your advisors, right? They look
like they're from Harvard, America."

As soon as he said that, the etiquette girls covered their mouths and started giggling. The leaders' faces immediately darkened:
"Nonsense! Would we hire two shepherds as advisors? Even if we had no one else, we wouldn't hire two shepherds!"

At this moment, "Niu B" suddenly stuck out his butt and pooped in the pit. "Wo Kao Ni Da Shi" followed
suit the Zhao Wangcheng Ruins were thus given a new meaning, becoming a product of the fusion of Chinese and Western cultures.

The girls finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. I flicked my cigarette ash on the ground, adjusted my sheepskin vest, stood
up and said to Cucumber, "How about we walk?"

"Yeah, let's walk, alpaca, Niu B, Wo Kao Ni Da Shi, let's walk." Cucumber stood up and patted the dirt off his clothes.

The girls were laughing so hard they were practically bubbling from their noses. Secretary Wang broke out in a cold sweat, while the leaders' faces turned ashen.

Secretary Wang finally couldn't take it anymore and jumped up, shouting, "You...stop! You liars!"

"Oh? Liars? Who the hell did I lie to?" I turned around, winking in surprise.

Secretary Wang said with a grim face, "Isn't this blond guy supposed to be from Harvard? Well, you've colluded with foreigners
to scam us!"

"Yeah, I'm from Harvard, I work as a doorman." Cucumber gave a wicked,
infuriating look—honestly, it was utterly irritating.

Secretary Wang, enraged, yelled, "Damn it, someone stop them!"

It was the same group of cleaners with shovels and pickaxes who blocked our way. Cucumber calmly struck a pose
and said, "I'm a foreigner. Do you dare hit a foreigner? Do you dare? Yeah!"

Cucumber's words immediately enraged the janitors nearby. Like members of the Beggars' Sect in ancient times, they
rhythmically banged their shovels, pickaxes, and brooms, forming a circle around him.

I hadn't expected them to turn on me so suddenly, to the point of threatening violence. I panicked
and stammered , "Hitting someone in broad daylight is illegal, swearing is wrong…you…"…

Secretary Wang sneered at us, "So impressive! Alpaca, are you kidding me? You think I
'm uncultured? Alpaca is an insult, it's basically 'fuck your mother'! Humph! Catch the sheep and
kick them out!"

The janitors swarmed forward, which further enraged Cucumber. While the ancients were known for their plum blossoms and cranes, Cucumber was devoted to his sheep and dogs,
treating them like brothers. Seeing his limbs severed, he roared and lunged forward. The cleaners dropped their weapons and
wrestled , and Cucumber's face was immediately bruised. I couldn't stand idly by, so I joined the fray.

Ultimately, even the strongest man can't overcome sheer numbers. Cucumber and I were covered in dust, sheep were jumping and dogs were barking, and the once quiet Zhao King
City ruins were instantly filled with dust—a truly incongruous sight.

"Are you satisfied with this punishment?" Secretary Wang asked the leaders obsequiously.

The leaders finally smiled and said, "That's right! How can we tolerate such unruly people?"

I then cursed, "You son of a bitch, does being a leader make you so great?" Cucumber also started
swearing, "shit, fuck yoursster, son of bitch."

Suddenly, one of the etiquette girls stepped forward, her voice trembling with tears, and cried, "Stop ! Stop it all
!"

We were all stunned by the voice; the melee immediately ceased. The voice was familiar—it was true! It was Su Xiuxiu,
Su Xiuxiu in makeup!

Chapter 42 They Provoked Me

Su Xiuxiu trembled and hissed, "Ma Aotian, don't do this! Don't think you can win back
my heart like this. Your depravity is your own business. Doing this will only make me despise you. I hate depraved people.
You willingly degraded yourself, you willingly became vulgar. You... you should think twice."

Su Xiuxiu's words struck my heart like a hammer. There was only one voice in my heart: Xiuxiu,
Xiuxiu, it's already winter, the weather is already so cold, why do you have to say such cold words?

Huang Gua looked at me sadly. I looked at Su Xiuxiu. She was only wearing a thin coat. To be
a hostess , she didn't care about the cold. To get good grades, she didn't care about pleasing an old professor. Is this
what you call ambition? My heart was twisting.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Su Xiuxiu shivered and sneezed. My heart skipped a beat. I took off
my sheepskin vest and draped it over her shoulders. Su Xiuxiu stood there blankly. I sighed and looked up into the distance,
my gaze meeting Tang Qiming's.

I was surprised to find him there too. Su Xiuxiu was wearing makeup, and Tang Qiming, in his stylish down jacket,
looked taller and more handsome. He was smiling strangely, with that same intoxicating expression.

I was defeated, utterly defeated. I finally understood the saying: If a girl leaves you, it's because
a better boy is waiting for her. And Tang Qiming was that boy.

I stormed off, leaving a bunch of stunned onlookers behind. A moment later, Cucumber caught up with him and his three
pets . He grabbed the sheepskin vest I'd given Su Xiuxiu and muttered, "She said this is for you."

We walked along the dirt road like defeated roosters. Cucumber patted my shoulder and said, "
That . A man has to go through storms to grow. Look at me, that's why I'm tall and strong. Let
the storm rage on!"

I realized Cucumber was a jinx. Just as he mentioned storm, the sky filled with clouds, and a
natural . Cucumber looked at me fearfully, and then there were several loud thuds, followed by large raindrops. We
took off running back. The pets were incredibly helpful; I thought if this were in the snow, with a sled,
we 'd be as fast as Santa Claus.

As I was running, I suddenly stopped. Looking at Cucumber's face, I said in confusion, "Isn't this winter? How
come it's raining all of a sudden? Shouldn't it be snowing? Shouldn't it be snowing?"

Cucumber continued running and scolded, "You bookworm! Global warming has arrived, and you still don't know what spring, summer, autumn,
and winter !"

When we returned to our lodgings, the rain was still drizzling. I turned on the radio and listened to the news idly.
The announcer's magnetic voice said, "Due to the vigorous demolition efforts, explosives were fired into
the air, bringing a heavy rain to the city. The crops received excellent irrigation—a truly unexpected bonus."

I stayed at Huang Gua's place for another two days, dejectedly absorbing
the influence , watching as the nearby residential areas were demolished into ruins. Huang Gua kept trying to comfort me, while simultaneously criticizing
me: "A college student like you, it's really pointless to live."

Looking at the ruins before me, I felt a wave of desolation, mixed with the loneliness of being without a woman. I missed girls, I
really missed them. Suddenly, an evil thought popped into my head: I couldn't stand it anymore, I'd go out and find a prostitute.
However, this thought was dispelled by the few bills I had in my pocket.

Li Jiabei called to tell me that my counselor had issued three warrants for my arrest, and if I didn't return, I might not be able to
graduate. At the end of the call, he asked suspiciously, "You little rascal, did you run into
some shady woman outside? You even abandoned your wife? Haha, you've got guts!"

I was about to explain when Luo Xiaoyang's voice called out to him from the other end of the line, and then Li Jiabei hung up.

I hurriedly packed my bag and prepared to go back to school. Huang Gua made a victory sign at my back, and
I took the opportunity to steal a glass of goat milk from the table.

When I got back to school, I found out that they were there to confront me. As soon as I arrived at the school gate, my dorm mates
dragged me into the nearby Northeastern restaurant. This was our usual place; I clearly remembered spending many happy weekends here with
Su Xiuxiu .

Everyone was already seated: Li Jiabei and Luo Xiaoyang, Lu Kuan and Jing Shen, Liang Yidou and Wang Wenjing (three couples),
plus me, a lone wolf. Su Xiuxiu used to always be there, making it eight people at the table. This was clearly a
sign of displeasure.

I coughed lightly, feigning composure, and looked at them with a straight face, saying, "Just say what you want to say. I'm
not paying for this meal. You think you can fool me so easily?"

Li Jiabei grinned mischievously and said, "I didn't mean for you to treat me. It's just been a long time, so I wanted to catch up.
Damn, if I didn't trick you into coming back, would you have left and never returned? You think you're some kind of legendary crane?
The crane has flown away, never to return, leaving only the white clouds drifting aimlessly for a thousand years." He looked at me with a grin.

I paused slightly when he said this, thinking about it, and realized it was true. In our separate paths, we had neglected
our old friends, brothers, and classmates. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile.

"It's not easy being alone, is it? Look at you, all scruffy-bearded and pale-faced. You can't even cook
properly , huh? Hehe, serves you right," Wang Wenjing winked at me. I turned and gave a wry smile .

Jing Shen chimed in with a laugh, "Our Brother Ma's probably been eating
carrots all the time lately, he's practically dried radish by now. Everyone has to learn to endure when there aren't any girls to flirt with." He stuck his tongue out at me. "Ugh, you're so disgusting..." Luo Xiaoyang glared at her, then said with a grin, "Our Brother Ma's figured it out. A real man should prioritize his career; love is just a passing cloud. Once Brother Ma gets into Tsinghua University for graduate school, all sorts of beauties will fall at his feet." The dishes were being served at a leisurely pace. Heh, big bones, pickled cabbage and pork belly, pork stew with vermicelli, wild pheasant stew with mushrooms ... my mouth was watering just looking at them. I chuckled and said, "Let me try some Northeastern cuisine made by a local from Handan." I picked up a piece of meat and popped it into my mouth, praising, "Not bad, you've really improved, it's getting more and more authentic." At the same time, I couldn't help but think the taste was like Su Xiuxiu's cooking, and I kept shaking my head, amused. Wasn't this just a case of someone desperately missing Su Xiuxiu ? Chapter 43: Entanglement in the Woods The girls were constantly talking about postgraduate entrance exams, schools, and buying clothes, leaving me feeling neglected and bored. Li Jiabei couldn't help but speak up: "Isn't it delicious? Look, this is life . Eating alone won't taste good, and playing Dota alone isn't fun. A real man corrects his mistakes." I frowned and slowly said, "Wrong? What did I do wrong? Okay, even if I did, you should give me a chance to correct it. Good grief, she just left and got together with some insanely handsome guy. What am I going to think? Is she even my brother? Why doesn't she care about me?" After saying that, I let out a long sigh and continued eating my food. "Damn, this guy's got a point." The three of them shook their heads helplessly. "He's just a stubborn mule." Li Jiabei persisted, "I'll give you a chance to admit your mistake. Will you admit it or not? Su Xiuxiu has missed out on so many good boys because you. She cooks for you and does your laundry, and you're still not satisfied. I'm asking you, aren't you wrong?" I sighed and said, "So what if I'm wrong? What's done is done. It's too late to regret it." "Alright, alright, stop with the highbrow talk. I see Su Xiuxiu is a Chinese literature major. Your Chinese has improved pretty quickly. I'm asking you, are you wrong? Will you apologize?" Liang Yidou said, giving me a light punch. I shrank back and said with a grin, "Okay, okay, I'm wrong. I'll definitely apologize if I have the chance." Before I finished speaking, a long-haired girl wearing an apron walked out from the food preparation area, her cheeks flushed, with a hint of excitement and joy. I was stunned, rubbed my eyes, and sure enough, it was Su Xiuxiu. It was Su Xiuxiu! I looked back at the table full of food and people, and stammered, "You guys are really like this . I wasn't prepared at all." Su Xiuxiu walked over quietly and sat down in the chair next to me. I didn't know what to say. I was completely unprepared , so I could only blush and say, "Xiuxiu, these dishes are pretty good. I can tell you made them just by tasting them, haha, haha ." Su Xiuxiu said quietly, "Anything else? Don't you have anything else to say? Then I..." Li Jiabei pushed me, and I leaned against Su Xiuxiu, taking her hand. Su Xiuxiu nestled against me like a kitten. Her body was so soft. Only now did I realize that a grown man can't live without a woman, simply because he can't live without that kind of body and soft lips. That night we were filled with laughter, clinking glasses, and before I knew it, I was drunk. I grabbed Su Xiuxiu's hand and started shaking her. Su Xiuxiu was drunk too, and the two of us, like drunkards, sang a completely off-key version of "Tomorrow You're Going to Marry Me." Everyone in the room covered their ears and yelled, "That's awful! How can there be such an awful song?!"

I only found out when I went to the restroom that the meal was paid for by the owner of the Northeastern restaurant, and
that he had also set up the whole thing. He had witnessed this: that day, Su Xiuxiu, also from Northeast China, saw other
couples holding hands at the North Gate and inexplicably burst into tears.

My phone rang twice, and Li Jiabei grabbed it, yelling into the phone, "I'm very busy right now. We'll talk
tomorrow . It's just a football match, it's just a dota. I'm busy picking up girls, don't bother me!"

With that, Li Jiabei hung up and gave me a wink. I understood and chuckled, saying, "I
forgot about the football match with Sun Baiyang."

Su Xiuxiu chimed in, "Yeah, that Sun Baiyang is so annoying! He's always saying things like 'Brother Ma, have
a cigarette? Brother Ma, have a light? Brother Ma, Brother Ma,' right? Brother Ma… hehe." Su Xiuxiu imitated Sun Baiyang's
silly manner, and everyone burst into laughter.

That evening, I walked Su Xiuxiu back to her dorm. We passed a dense grove of trees, bathed in starlight. The grass was
withered and yellow; in summer, this lush meadow would surely be stained with countless lovers' sweat and bodily fluids.

Perhaps Su Xiuxiu had really drunk too much, for she actually pulled my hand and placed it on her waist. I felt
awkward , unsure what to do with my hand. Su Xiuxiu breathed out, white mist dispersing in the cold air, her slightly red lips
glistening—it was simply breathtaking.

"Aotian, I'm so tired, so tired," Su Xiuxiu panted, unwilling to walk any further. She blinked her eyelashes
and looked up at me. My hand rested on her waist; even through her down jacket, I could feel its warmth.

"Come here…" Su Xiuxiu suddenly and gently unzipped the front of her down jacket, taking my
hand and placing it inside. Underneath was a pair of Yalu thermal underwear. My hand stiffened on her chest. Su Xiuxiu
suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed me fiercely.

As Su Xiuxiu's soft tongue touched mine, I suddenly thought of Gu Zheng,
of that night in Changsha, of his small hands, his soft breasts, his fragrant tongue, and his dreamy
eyes.

Damn it! What am I thinking? I cursed inwardly.

"What's wrong, Tian?" Su Xiuxiu looked up at me, confused.

"Nothing, nothing." I felt a surge of panic and hastily kissed her lips. Su Xiuxiu
closed her eyes in enjoyment, her slender fingers tracing a heart shape on my chest.

So, once in love, a girl needs physical comfort more than anything. Is this the burning passion after a short separation
? Bathed in moonlight and starlight, our bodies swayed in the breeze. Su Xiuxiu's nose
blew soft, indistinct sounds, but for some reason, Yang Qingqing's body came to mind.

Our actions continued. My hand had slid down Su Xiuxiu's body, following her curves, to her groin.
Su Xiuxiu twisted in response, and I suddenly lifted the thin, sandy layer of fabric, revealing
a slippery, lubricated interior. My hand continued downwards, through the hairy undergrowth, until a slit appeared. At that moment, Su Xiuxiu
's hand slipped inside me, groping for the lollipop. My groin seemed to be leaking fluid.
Su Xiuxiu gently grasped it, found the head, and gently peeled back the skin.

I felt a tingling sensation, and my fingers frantically dug, my middle finger already inserted into that warm, moist place.
"Ah...it hurts..." Su Xiuxiu suddenly squeezed her legs together, her thighs strong and resilient.

"Aotian, no...no...no...going in any further..." Su Xiuxiu pulled her hand out of my crotch and
reached inside her, grabbing my hand. By this time, her hand was mixed with the clear fluid that had flowed from me, the fluids on both of
our hands mingling together.

I pulled my hand out of Su Xiuxiu's arms, licked it, then took her hand and put it in
my .

"No, it's dirty there..." Su Xiuxiu whispered, her eyes still closed. My lower abdomen was pressed against hers
, I could feel her breathing, and my penis pressed against her
plump .

Su Xiuxiu's eyes were still closed, our lips were still pressed together, and Su Xiuxiu
gently bit my lip with her small teeth, a faint trace of blood showing between her teeth, sweet and fishy.

"Aotian, I really want to graduate soon, to marry you soon, so we can, naturally, sleep
together , hug each other, do that... I really want to, really want to experience the pleasures of life..."
Su Xiuxiu's face suddenly turned red, so red in the moonlight, she must have drunk quite a bit.

"Yes, we'll be together. If you feel like it, just search online. There are tons of
videos of men and women... and you can actually do it yourself. The tools are very simple: a cucumber, a thermometer, even
your nimble fingers..." I chuckled mischievously, stroking Su Xiuxiu's hair.

"Stop it, you're so annoying..." Su Xiuxiu pouted, pretending to be angry, then looked at me longingly and said,
"I really don't know what that feeling is like..." I clearly heard Su Xiuxiu swallow her
saliva . Then she skipped and hopped into the dormitory.

Chapter 044 The Divine Power of the City Management

When I hurriedly turned on my phone, I found that both calls were from Yang Qingqing. After feeling a slight headache,
I dialed Yang Qingqing's number with trembling fingers.

"You didn't answer the phone. Whose sweetheart are you entangled with this time, my dear brother Ma?" Yang Qingqing expressed her dissatisfaction to me without restraint on the other end of
the phone .

"No way, did you hear that? I was eating out with a bunch of guys just now. We agreed not to answer the phone,
otherwise I wouldn't dare hang up on you, Miss." I stuck out my tongue after saying that.

"Hmph, don't give me that. Are you going to help me or not? Damn it, you just walked away like that the other day. How could you do
that ? Do you know what Li Rugang said about me? 'You lost both your wife and your army.' He said I
was tricked by you, both physically and emotionally." Yang Qingqing laughed teasingly, her voice like a spoiled kitten.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm innocent. Don't even think about revenge. First, he's your
father after all. Second, he's powerful, and we can't beat him. Finally, sigh... my girlfriend wouldn't agree."
Being a science major, my brain worked quickly and logically, clearly
explaining the situation to Yang Qingqing.

"Stop it, don't bring up your boyfriend. Just because you have a boyfriend doesn't mean you can brag about it. Are you bullying me because I don't have one? You value your girlfriend more than
your Humph, if you dare to abandon me, I'll put up posters at your school and let everyone know what you've been up to since childhood."
" You climbed into the women's restroom to look at me...and when you saw I wasn't wearing any clothes, you jumped down. Even though you were small then, not fully
grown I was still humiliated. That thin little membrane...and now nobody wants me." Yang Qingqing
said in a shameless tone, with a hint of coquettishness.

"Stop, stop, stop, little miss, I'm scared of you." I quickly gave in. I knew Yang Qingqing
was always quite radical, and now she had her father backing her up. If she did this, my reputation
would be ruined. It was too risky.

"Hmph, that's more like it." Yang Qingqing laughed smugly on the other end. "I'll treat you to dinner the day after tomorrow, weekend.
You can't bring your wife. Be on time, okay? Hehe."

After hanging up, I changed Yang Qingqing's contact name to 10086, just like I'd seen online, and then went back to my dorm with
lingering fear . The only single guys in the dorm, Zhao Rourou and Li Guaiguai, were fast asleep, their room
incredibly messy, so messy even pigs wouldn't want to come in. I had to tiptoe around and find a place to sleep.

The next morning, I bought breakfast on time and sat in the Chinese Literature Department's lecture hall waiting for Su Xiuxiu's class. Su Xiuxiu was wrapped in
a down jacket, wearing light makeup—contact lenses and eyeshadow—which added a touch of girlish charm.

The boy I'd injured glanced at me from afar and sat in a corner.

And so, my second-rate university life returned to normal. Su Xiuxiu's delicate handwriting in her notebook looked like a bunch of hypnotic
symbols ; I started to doze off as I looked at it, but I kept going, because falling asleep like that would be embarrassing.

The annoying thing was that the old man insisted on lecturing, spouting Confucianism and classical Chinese grammar, like
red x + yellow y = blue z. Before long, I felt like white clouds were floating above my head
, and stars were popping into my eyes. " Duke of Zhou, I'm coming to find you..."

Finally, Su Xiuxiu grabbed my ear and pulled me up, telling me she had to go to Professor Zhang's to organize her documents, then
looked at me apologetically. Actually, I didn't care, but I still patted her hair and said, "Silly girl, don't go
if you don't like it."

"You can't, there's a professor's special recommendation award for the postgraduate entrance exam, and
the final grade for the graduation project during the graduation defense, these are all very important..." Su Xiuxiu blinked, "Now I have a
competitor , Fan Yu, she also wants to take the postgraduate entrance exam, and she's even resorting to using her beauty to seduce me... I need to work harder..."

I had just yawned and stretched when I heard this and almost twisted my back. "What? Beauty to seduce me?... You
mean him..." I subconsciously pulled Su Xiuxiu and frowned.

"It's not what you think. Anyway, she's very hostile towards me now, comparing herself to me in everything, like clothes,
makeup, asking the professor questions..." Su Xiuxiu looked at me with a smile, counting on her fingers, and said, "Hey, you wouldn't
understand , only girls can do those things."

"It can't be, it can't be because of Tang Qiming, right..." I blurted out involuntarily, and
regretted it as soon as I said it. Why did I bring up that unpleasant name again?

"Tch, no way! Qiming wouldn't like her. She's dark-skinned and ugly, and speaks with a strong Liaoning accent, so rustic
." Su Xiuxiu chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll beat her up."

I wanted to say something but didn't. Su Xiuxiu then solemnly placed her hand on my shoulder and said, "Xiaotian,
you know I used to be so delicate. Now, this is a chance for me to grow and earn money. That's
what makes our lives meaningful and exciting, isn't it?"

I could only nod and smile, saying, "Of course! Our Xiuxiu is the best. Taking the postgraduate entrance exam
is a must!"

"You have to work hard too, otherwise you won't be able to keep up with me, and we'll fall further and further apart. You'll have to
bear the consequences ." Su Xiuxiu blinked her big eyes mischievously at me. I pinched her little finger, and then she turned
and walked towards the doctoral building, where the professors were working.

As I wandered aimlessly through the school like a lost soul, making plans for the future, Su Xiuxiu's ambition inspired
me somewhat. How could I, a grown man, be inferior to a girl? I couldn't keep relying on Su Xiuxiu forever;
I not only wanted to take the postgraduate entrance exam, but I also wanted to study abroad.

Thinking about studying abroad, I suddenly remembered my pitiful CET-4 score. Why not find a foreigner to
discuss English learning methods? Damn! How stupid! Everyone else was paying for foreign teacher classes, and Su Xiuxiu had even enrolled
in one. I already had a foreign teacher by my side, Huang Gua, that guy. At least he wouldn't do anything mischievous
out of boredom .

With that thought, I made up my mind to go to the ruins to find Huang Gua. Huang Gua was still there, training
his dog, Alpaca, to jump through hoops of fire. My surprise was that he was about to change careers and start a circus. The alpaca
was jumping around under Huang Gua's command.

Cucumber, waving a short white stick around, shouted, "Hey, Ma-ye,
how's ?"

I, sweating profusely, replied, "Very good, very good. What are you going to do?"

"Train his survival skills. A dog needs many skills, like climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands." Cucumber took
a breath.

I vaguely remembered it being a text from a textbook. Cucumber continued, "I'm preparing to leave in the next few days,
climbing snow-capped mountains, crossing grasslands, and fording the Jinsha River."

"You're going on the Long March?" I glanced at him in surprise, finding it unbelievable.

"That's right, that's the spirit, the revolutionary spirit, the CCTV spirit." Cucumber spread his arms, looking at
the sky, and said, "Let the storm come..." I quickly covered his mouth. Last time he shouted like that, my
cotton-padded coat was completely soaked. I suspect this kid has a magical power of bad luck.

It's already quite remarkable for a foreigner to say something so revolutionary. I said, "Okay, I support you
in spirit . Before you leave, could you teach me a quick way to learn English?"

Cucumber said, "Learn my ass! First, help me get NiuB and my damn grandpa out of here. The police arrested them
."

I was about to say, "Why would the police arrest your sheep?" Cucumber pointed into the distance and said, "Look, they're coming again."

I only saw two huge bold characters—"Urban Management Officers." The Urban Management Officers came over and dismantled the tent, smashing some
things with a loud crash.

"Beep beep beep stop, you can't do this! I haven't broken the law!" Cucumber spread his arms
like , like in the childhood game of Eagle Catches Chicks, where Cucumber was the mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Shut up! Do you know what the law is? Do you know the street and land regulations in China? Do you know the principles of urban
planning ? You know nothing and you're still setting up a tent here? Have you paid your taxes?" The Urban Management Officer adjusted his hat.
Like a wicked steward from the old society, he pulled out a cigarette.

Cucumber stared at me, saying, "I've been fine in America. Where I'm from, this requires a search warrant.
Even the president in America needs one..."

The city management officer exhaled a puff of smoke, clearly annoyed, and said, "Damn it, don't try to scare me with America."

Those words, "Damn it," pierced Cucumber's heart like a sharp sword. Cucumber immediately flew into a rage,
grabbing the city management officer's collar and yelling, "Give me back my damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Cucumber was tall, long-legged, and well-developed, like an American soldier from Street Fighter. I was afraid he
'd fight tooth and nail for a sheep, so I quickly dialed 110.

In my nervousness, I accidentally dialed Yang Qingqing's number. "Ma Aotian, what's up?"
Yang Qingqing .

"I'm in trouble. I'm at a demolition site in Handan District. Can you come and help me?" I swallowed
hard , looking at Cucumber and the city management officer, who were still on scaffolds.

"Don't move, I'll be there in a bit." Yang Qingqing replied confidently, then hung up the phone and
sped over in her Mazda. Actually, I didn't have any particular plans; I didn't expect a young girl to be of any help.

Chapter 045 Three People Playing Alliance

A short while later, a red Mazda sped over, looking like a cluster of blood-red flames from afar.

"Stop!" Yang Qingqing got out of the Mazda and took off her sunglasses.

"Who are you? Which unit are you from?" The city management officer was stunned by Yang Qingqing's aura and hesitated.

Before Yang Qingqing could speak, a fat man got out of the car and said with a smile, "Her father is... Li,
Li Rugang ."

Before he finished speaking, the collapsed tent was restored in 5 minutes. The city management officer smiled obsequiously and said,
"I think this is a beautiful misunderstanding."

"Is that so? I don't think so, Feng." Yang Qingqing tossed her hair and said with a straight face.

Cucumber gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, give it back right now!"

I quickly explained that it was those two sheep. The city management officer led the sheep out from the back shed, chuckling,
"Returning the jade intact, returning the jade intact."

Then he drove off in a panic. I chuckled at their disheveled appearance.

The fat guy chuckled too, and I glanced at him and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you... what are you thanking me for? We're all on the same side. Even after I caused trouble... I... I say the same thing." The fat guy
wiped his nose after saying that.

I asked in confusion, "Then who are you?"

"Qin Ru... Ru... Ruyang." He gestured, looking very strained. Qin Ruyang was indeed as his name suggested; he
was very fat, and his chest was also very large. It wasn't easy for a man to grow up like that. I noticed that his chest was only slightly smaller than that of the sheep.

I covered my mouth, almost bursting out laughing, and looked at Yang Qingqing with pity.

Yang Qingqing snorted at me and said, "Is this blond guy your friend?"

"His name is Cucumber, he's American," I patted Cucumber on the shoulder. Cucumber looked at Yang Qingqing with a lecherous gaze, and
he was about to reach out to shake her hand.

Qin Ruyang picked his nose and smeared it on the tent, saying, "Yang Qingqing, let's...go...go where to play."

It turned out that Qin Ruyang was not only fat but also a stutterer and a bit childish.

"You idiot, go home, I have things to do," Yang Qingqing said angrily.

"I...how do I get back? I don't know the way," Qin Ruyang said anxiously, scratching his head.

"Take a taxi back, don't you have money?" Yang Qingqing said, "If you don't have money, I'll give you some."

Qin Ruyang reached into his pocket, and I saw a wad of hundred-yuan bills and some loose change. He rolled
his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, I have money...I'm going home...next time...I'll ask you out." Then he turned and left.

The rest of us went into the tent, and I couldn't help but laugh when I thought about what had just happened. Yang Qingqing suddenly hugged me
and cried, "This is Qin Ruyang! Li Rugang wants me to marry him. How can I live if I marry this idiot?"

"He's a bit of a bear, but he's kind-hearted," I said, trying to suppress a laugh.

Yang Qingqing, tears streaming down her face, leaned on my shoulder and said, "Pah! I don't want to date him either. This must be
Li Rugang's scheme. I'm just a sacrifice, I don't want to be a sacrifice..."

"Sigh, what can I do? I feel like I'm a sacrifice to this university and this society." I
gently patted Yang Qingqing's back, secretly laughing to myself, "Little witch, you've finally met your match."

Huang Gua held up three fingers and smiled at me. Okay, I admit it, I'm the third party.

Yang Qingqing leaned on my shoulder, her tears quickly soaking my clothes. She continued crying, "What
am I going to do, Ma Aotian? It's all your fault! If I can't get rid of Qin Ruyang, I'll put up big-character posters at your school!"

I raised an eyebrow, thinking, what is this? A threat? Blackmail? I patted her hair and said, "Qingqing, stop
messing around. What the hell era is this? No one can force you to do something you don't want to do."

"No way! I have to prove him wrong. He has a lot of money. I won't rest until I get my hands on it.
You promised to help me, okay? No cheating!" Yang Qingqing wiped her eyes, shook her head, and giggled. "And you, you
blond foreigner, didn't I help you get your sheep and dog back? Are you going to help me or not?"
Her words implied, "If you don't help me, I'll take your dog away.

" Cucumber wasn't stupid. He looked at the dog and sheep, then at Yang Qingqing, his eyes darting around before he grinned broadly:
"Of course I'm on your side. What's our relationship now? You should call me Comrade Cucumber.
Revolutionary friendship between comrades is the greatest, right? Number 3, Number 4."

Holy crap! This guy actually called us the third and fourth parties!

Yang Qingqing clapped her hands happily and said, "Welcome, welcome, welcome to Comrade Cucumber's arrival!"

I shook my head and said, "I'm afraid that won't work. I have a lot to do. I need to study, I need to prepare for
the postgraduate entrance exam . My coursework is incredibly demanding. I can't spare that much time to fool around with you guys."

"Ma Aotian!" Yang Qingqing bit her lip and shouted, her face pale, "This is a crucial moment. The comrades need
your help. How can you leave the team? You should be able to balance work and study. Besides, the postgraduate entrance exam requires
money. You might not even pass. If you need money, I can actually..." Yang Qingqing
suddenly stopped, blinking her seductive eyes at me, a hint of cunning in her clear gaze.

My pride was instantly ignited. What was this? Coercion and bribery? Did I want your money,
or your good looks? I felt Yang Qingqing was simply being unreasonable and making a fuss. Rich people are just good for eating.
"Ugh, instead of staying home and enjoying life, you're playing this double agent game. And cucumbers, some foreigner's on
a long march to China, what a load of rubbish!"

Yang Qingqing suddenly looked at me tenderly: "Join us, Ma Aotian, join us! I've always known you'd
be on my side, just like when we played detective games as kids, you and I were always on the same team, and we always won."

For some reason, Yang Qingqing's words brought back memories of my childhood. We played shooting games, hide-and-seek, and
Yang Qingqing was always the commander. My heart started racing again, that image kept flashing through my mind.

I felt like I was back at that age when I wanted to be a knight-errant. Maybe that dream had never really left my mind
, but Yang Qingqing had just rekindled it.

I smiled mischievously and said, "Since you're so kind, it would be disrespectful to refuse, so I guess I
'll have to ."

"Great! Great! Then we'll be a trio, the Three Musketeers, the Three Musketeers, yay!"
Yang Qingqing excitedly gave me a light kiss on the cheek, cool and sweet.

"No, not three, it's six..." Cucumber said proudly, leading his three pets. The three pets
seemed to understand, standing proudly in a row. It turns out that Americans always like to form groups, even
gathering animals together, which is beneficial for future voting.

"Well..." Yang Qingqing frowned, blinked, and said, "Those who achieve great things cannot have families to support them
. First, the families must be settled before starting a revolution. We'll deal with these two sheep and the dog first."

"What...?" Cucumber was startled: "Then how do we deal with them..." He seemed to see these animals
being dragged into a slaughterhouse.

"Don't worry, don't worry... I'll hire someone to take care of them." Yang Qingqing smiled and patted the alpaca's
head saying, "There are plenty of old men guarding the gate here."

I also smiled as I watched them, thinking that this might be the most interesting thing I've done in college. As I
was about to , I always felt a sense of emptiness. It's better to have something to do than to die in waste.
Love isn't everything, and studying isn't everything either. Only a happy life is the key.

As the instigator and leader, Yang Qingqing hosted a dinner at a rather luxurious hotel,
spouting grand pronouncements—the same old clichés, about being a chivalrous hero. As a second-time listener, I
chuckled . Huang Gua, however, was different. He diligently took notes, and given Yang Qingqing's savior-like protection of his sheep
and dogs, Huang Gua idolized her.

Next came the drinking. Huang Gua wasn't a heavy drinker; after a few drinks, his speech became slurred, his already unclear
Chinese mixed with incomprehensible English, sounding like he was talking in his sleep. Yang Qingqing frowned repeatedly, amused, and
looked at me with a smile, saying, "Your partner is quite interesting."

When I came out of the restroom, I heard a familiar voice from a private room—it sounded
like Su Xiuxiu? No, I shook my head and smiled to myself. Girls' voices are often similar. What does this girl who sounds like
Su Xiuxiu look like? Is she beautiful? Thinking this, I peeked through the crack in the door
. The girl's back was slender, with a pert bottom, a slim waist, and long, thin legs. This is Su Xiuxiu! Su Xiuxiu was wearing
a gray business suit.

Chapter 46 Yang Qingqing Humiliated Su Xiuxiu .

Wasn't Su Xiuxiu in the doctoral building? How come she's here? Was what she said just an excuse? Was she
lying to me? A surge of anger rose in my heart. Such a luxurious hotel isn't something ordinary people can afford.
Is it Tang Qiming? Humph.

At this moment, Yang Qingqing also went to the restroom, patted my shoulder, and pulled my hand back to our room.
I had a sudden idea: I wanted Yang Qingqing to go to that room to see what was going on. This would perfectly satisfy Yang Qingqing's mischievous
nature.

Yang Qingqing smoothed her hair and straightened her clothes as she walked towards the room. I followed her,
listening to the conversation from a distance. Yang Qingqing, pretending to be a waitress, said with a smile, "Do you guys need any special services? Discounted
, available right here, quick service! I can serve you all, even if there are 1, 2, 3, 4, or 5 of you
! Oh, and this little beauty, want to have some fun together…"

Yang Qingqing's words became increasingly inappropriate, and immediately a man's laughter came from inside: "Little sister, you're joking
. Not now, how about tonight? Let's make a date."

"Oh, I'm full tonight… I'm very skilled… hehe," Yang Qingqing giggled.
I could imagine her looking desperate, and I was certain that any man would get an erection,
perhaps even bursting out immediately.

"Take off your clothes right here and let's see how you are… how are you? Let's see if you're lying, a fresh flower
or a fallen willow… are you plump enough…" Another lewd voice followed.

"Flowers, of course! Sure... but I'll only take my clothes off if this beautiful lady does." Yang Qingqing was provoking
Su Xiuxiu .

"Miss Su, please help us out! We promise we won't look while you're undressing, but we'll look while she's undressing, how about that,
Miss Su..." A group of men's voices jeering.

"I... how could I..." I could hear Su Xiuxiu's panicked voice.

"Are you coming or not? I'm in a hurry." Yang Qingqing urged.

"Sorry, we have serious business, we're all respectable people... Miss, please have some self-respect. You are indeed very beautiful, but in
my eyes you are worthless." It was Tang Qiming who spoke. He was always so calm and arrogant, with the air of
a gentleman . It was said that his father was the owner of a company.

"Handsome, you're really something. Are you that valuable? Whether you're valuable or not depends on whether you have the capital, whether you're
an earthworm or a cucumber. I think you're an earthworm, soft and slimy. They say earthworms self-pollinate, you know.
You wash your sheets very often, don't you...hehe." Yang Qingqing was quick-witted and composed, giving off a vibe of debating with a group of scholars.
Thinking of Tang Qiming's self-righteous attitude all day long, I couldn't help but clap my hands in delight.

"You..." Tang Qiming was speechless, his face must have turned pale.

"Qiming, let's ignore her and let her make a scene." Su Xiuxiu chimed in from the side.

"Of course, if you're bitten by a mad dog, do you have to bite back?" Tang Qiming smiled and said, "Xiuxiu,
let's ignore her."

"Okay, I compromise." Yang Qingqing continued to laugh, "As long as this beautiful lady and handsome guy kiss in public, I
'll let one of you kiss her, fair enough." I almost jumped up. I came here to have Yang Qingqing investigate
the truth, but I didn't expect her to betray me too.

"Kiss, kiss, beauty and handsome guy..." the people around me shouted, I couldn't even imagine
what . I didn't want to listen anymore, so I went back to my room, where Cucumber was already swaying sleepily.

A moment later, Yang Qingqing came back too. "Qingqing, you're just being ridiculous." I yelled at her, "Do you know
Su Xiuxiu is my girlfriend?"

"So what? It's a good test of her loyalty to you." Yang Qingqing smiled and winked, "Your
rival is very handsome and seems very rich, you'd better watch out." Yang Qingqing was intentionally or unintentionally provoking me.

"So did they kiss or not..." I couldn't help but ask.

"We kissed, of course we kissed, no need to ask." Yang Qingqing continued with a laugh, "Aotian, don't take this kind of thing
to heart. Kissing in public is normal. Look at the lives of those in the film industry, the AV industry, the big stars.
Don't have the mentality of a college student, it's childish." Seeing my angry face, Yang Qingqing
continued with a laugh, "Just kidding. Your little beauty is very shy. Besides, is my kiss so
worthless ? I saved my kiss for you, but it certainly made them laugh a lot, haha."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then Yang Qingqing went to pay the bill and leave. When Yang Qingqing went to pay the bill, I suddenly felt a
strange sense of inferiority. I was actually being supported by a girl. Huang Gua suggested splitting the bill, but Yang Qingqing scolded, "Come on, don't
bring those bad habits of American imperialism to the great People's Republic of China." This meal cost almost two thousand. I
had never brought Su Xiuxiu to such a high-end restaurant before.

Yang Qingqing's apartment on Lingyuan Road is a beautifully decorated, brand-new Phase 2 construction project. It was no problem for Li Rugang to get an apartment
using his position. Yang Qingqing took off her coat, revealing a tight-fitting outfit that, combined with her black
undergarments, made her appear even more voluptuous.

Ultimately, Yang Qingqing wasn't being unreasonable; she simply wanted to get more money from Li Rugang to start her own
business , perhaps even a large and successful company. "This is what he owes me, what he owes my mother," Yang Qingqing said, taking a drag on
her cigarette.

"Then you should just ask him for the money directly. Why make things so tense?" I chimed in.

"Will he give it to me so readily? He has his own wife and daughter...
how much will I actually get?" Yang Qingqing sneered. "Don't be fooled by his sweet talk. I'm useful to him now. He lied to
my mother before, and now he wants to use my looks as a bargaining chip to get a powerful in-law. If he wants to
play this game, we'll play along, to the very end." A shrewd and capable glint flashed in Yang Qingqing's eyes.

My heart began to race again. Childhood detective games kept replaying in my mind.
Yang Qingqing used to be our game's commander, directing everything from hide-and-seek to shooting games. I felt like I was back in that
age when I wanted to be a hero. Perhaps that dream had never truly disappeared from my mind; Yang Qingqing had just awakened
it.

"How much do you know about Gu Zheng?" Yang Qingqing's sudden question startled me. I didn't
know what she meant.

"The more you know, the more confident you'll be. We can bring her in to join us. As for Li Rugang's wife
and daughter, that won't be hard to handle either." Yang Qingqing stared into my eyes, and I quickly looked away.

Xiao Fang called to tell me that Su Xiuxiu had drunk too much and kept vomiting, calling my name repeatedly, urging me
to come back immediately. I hung up and stared at Yang Qingqing in astonishment. Yang Qingqing, smoking a cigarette, said, "It's alright.
I know you have your own things to do. Just be there when I need you." Then she offered to drive me home. I
hesitated slightly and didn't agree. I was afraid someone at school would see us, and I wouldn't be able to explain.

I rode my old off-road mountain bike straight back to school. Su Xiuxiu was vomiting violently in the architecture building's
restroom ; I wondered how much she'd drunk at lunch. Xiao Fang stared at me, asking where I'd been. I
told her my friend outside had some business, so I rushed back.

Su Xiuxiu leaned against me, and I gently wiped her face with a tissue. She mumbled, still half-asleep,
"Ma Aotian, a girl bullied me, she bullied me..." I knew she was talking about Yang Qingqing.

I could only comfort her, "If it were a guy, I'd beat him up. But with a girl, there's nothing I can do. I can't hit her, and I can't out-argue
her."

Inside the architecture building, there were trailers for Jacky Cheung's upcoming concert, a testament to the superstar's continued success.
Jacky Cheung was my ultimate idol, and Su Xiuxiu's too.

Once, at a big sale of Jacky Cheung's latest album, we queued for two hours for his
autograph Just before it was our turn, the staff told us Jacky Cheung was closing time, and the signing event was over.
Su Xiuxiu was almost in tears. To cheer her up, I sang Jacky Cheung's songs with her all night in the square,
promising take her to his next concert.

While I was lost in thought, Su Xiuxiu hugged me tightly and said with all her might, "Shall we go to Jacky Cheung's concert
?" I looked at the ticket; the deadline was January 2nd. It was December 29th now, and with the three-day New Year's holiday and
one day of school, it would be perfect. The tickets were 260 yuan each, double the price of last time, plus the round-trip transportation, it would cost a thousand
yuan .

Su Xiuxiu coughed, her face stern, and mumbled, "We have money. I got paid;
1500 this month." I gently kissed her forehead.

Su Xiuxiu fell asleep in my arms. I gently placed her on a chair and asked Xiaofang to watch her check the ticket situation in
the computer room. Damn it, they were all sold out. Only a few expensive scalped tickets remained, and the seats
weren't good either. I tried to bargain, but the scalper wouldn't budge, exploiting my "must-buy" mentality,
adding 100 yuan to the price per ticket. I gritted my teeth and bought them, paying upon delivery.

After spending most of the day there, when I returned to the architecture building, Su Xiuxiu had already left for her dorm, leaving Xiaofang
there staring at a pile of snacks. I sat down and asked her, "Su Xiuxiu's been working so hard lately, is
n't a bit self-torture?"

"What's so strange about that? It's called being ambitious. I played a part in Xiuxiu's relationship with you! You heartless bastard,
you've forgotten your matchmaker after you've had your fun. I'm still worried about my marriage!" Xiaofang glared at me.

"Don't rush, I'll definitely introduce you to the right one when I find someone. Someone who can afford to feed you snacks, nationality doesn't matter
, I do have a foreign friend." I casually picked up a bear-shaped biscuit and tossed it into my mouth.

"You? Come on, honestly, Nicholas Tse and Cecilia Cheung are divorced, I don't believe in love anymore;
Venice has sunk, I don't believe in romance anymore; Ma Aotian has grown old, I don't believe in handsome men anymore..."
"..." Xiaofang smiled at me after saying that, "But then again, Su Xiuxiu has really been working hard these days."
She sighed after saying that.

"There's nothing we can do about reality. If we don't work hard now, we'll regret it later." I
chatted with her casually. Xiaofang was a kind girl, kind and simple, but her 150-pound body
still made many boys afraid.

"You have to treat Xiuxiu well." Xiaofang suddenly sighed, "Don't do anything to hurt her. There have been
rumors lately that you're with a rich woman..."

My body trembled, and my face turned ashen. I quickly said, "No, that's all nonsense."
Xiaofang gritted her teeth and said, "It better be like that, otherwise if I find out, I will definitely not let you off the hook, nor will I let
that . I'll crush her with my mighty body."

Chapter 047 My Big Rain with the Loli

I had no heart to talk to Xiaofang anymore. I seemed to be running away, running away from a lie, running away from myself.

A heavy, cool breeze blew, and I chuckled as I left the architecture museum, hopping onto my old but still-intact
bicycle and heading into the vast night.

Yang Qingqing's two-bedroom apartment was brightly lit, with upbeat music blaring. Huang Gua was belting out songs into
the microphone , while Yang Qingqing kept the beat. Yang Qingqing had a delicate voice and
had been a talented singer and dancer since childhood. Her mother, Shen Tong, was a renowned beauty and woman of talent in town. Back then, no one could understand why such a wonderful woman would marry
the honest, simple farmer, Yang Guodong. I only now realize it was because she was already pregnant with Yang Qingqing,
this little devil.

Seeing me enter, Yang Qingqing exclaimed excitedly, "Huang Gua, change the song! Change it to Jacky Cheung's, or Beyoncé
's, or even the prince of love songs, Ma Aotian!" She then gestured for me to enter.

Actually, I haven't stopped practicing these past two years. My musical skills have steadily improved. Every time there's a freshman welcome party, I perform on stage to show
off , getting screams, flowers, and applause from the girls.

I cleared my throat and sang "If This Isn't Love," then "Goodbye Kiss." Cucumber,
not to be outdone, sang an English version of "Goodbye Kiss." After the songs, I borrowed 3000 yuan from Yang Qingqing, which
was a small amount for her. Yang Qingqing gave me the money without hesitation, without even asking why.

I said I'd pay it back in a few days, but Yang Qingqing said no need, this is your hard-earned money, and you'll earn much more in
the future. I smiled and said, I didn't come for the money, I need it to go to a concert, I'll pay you back when I have
the money. Yang Qingqing said, pay me back my ass! When you're kissing a beautiful girl, just remember how good I am to you. Remember, you stole
my heart.

Before leaving, I hugged and kissed her, and Cucumber was stunned. He clutched his head and cried out, "My God,
is there any justice left? What's so great about Ma Aotian? Why are all these girls so nice to him?" Yang Qingqing turned
and smiled, saying, "Have you seen the Chinese TV series 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils'? That guy is Duan Zhengchun. Many women are infatuated with him,
but they don't want anything in return."

I smiled at her, "As long as you're not Kang Min, that's fine."

"Pah, you really think you're Prince Duan?" Yang Qingqing pinched my arm.

I stepped onto the Wild Wolf and disappeared into the vast night again. I thought about why people date. Isn't it all
because of A world without women is indeed terrifyingly quiet, and terrifyingly lonely. Many people who have been through it mention
the "seven-year itch," and it's not an exaggeration. If it weren't for the rapid changes in the new China, and
the entertainment industry constantly finding ways to make people laugh and please the public, I don't know if I would have parted ways with
Su Xiuxiu .

I hadn't felt this free in a long time. Clutching my money, I walked into a bar. It used to be called Lande,
a rather languid name, and rarely had any customers. Now it's officially renamed Night Banquet, and it's changed its look. Dark gray
marble floors are interspersed with patches of blood-red tiles, forming
the shape of a slender woman in stockings striking a seductive pose—quite alluring.

I'm a big drinker, and I hadn't been here since the renovation. Before,
when , we got completely drunk. One and a half girls jumped into my arms, which I shoved away and they fled in a panic. Those
were carefree days, full of fun and madness. Is it true, as Xiao Fang said, that Ma Aotian is now old and feeble? The aroma of beer inside
stimulated my nostrils and taste buds, mixed with the smell of tobacco and sweat.

The smell of alcohol was still overwhelming. Like a lost soul, I walked in without thinking, found a bar seat, and ordered
half a dozen Tsingtao beers.

The pink lights flickered on the dance floor. To be honest, it wasn't exactly a clean place.
Men and women were teasing each other, rubbing against each other, the intense rhythm and high-energy DJ music creating
a cacophony of screams from the lead dancers.

Some call these places the city's excitement points; what kind of city is it without bars and dance halls?
The bar had two floors: the first floor was the main hall and dance floor, and the second floor had private rooms, which you could use freely. Before the disco music even finished, I
'd already downed a bottle of beer.

A girl of about 17 or 18 sat at the bar opposite me, chin in hand, watching me with interest:
"Hey handsome, your drinking posture is really cool, but your eyes look so melancholy. Is something bothering you
?"

I ignored her and just smiled at her. These days, young girls are getting more and more avant-garde. She was wearing
a low-cut top dirty, tight jeans, and stained canvas shoes; her half-yellow, half-green hair was truly
dizzying.

The drinks here are pretty good, especially the Tsingtao. Counterfeits of this brand are rampant in China, but the ones here are mostly
genuine . Before university, I was a complete scoundrel. It wasn't until my senior year of high school that I
had a sudden change of heart and, with a do-or-die determination, turned my life around and got into this second-tier
university After that, I found a boyfriend, and my smug nature subsided. Comparing myself now to three years ago, I'm practically
a different person.

The girl, seeing I ignored her, still wouldn't give up. She pulled out a large-screen phone and started
snapping pictures of me. I laughed inwardly, thinking, "Am I really that photogenic?" Cucumber slapped me, Xiao Fang slapped me, and now
this girl was slapping me too. I smiled at the camera and let her take pictures. After

she finished, she smiled and said, "So, handsome, want a drink? My treat." How
ridiculous ! Do you think I'm afraid of you? I've never had a younger sister, and none of my relatives are younger than me, so I
've never disliked girls.

I walked over to the bar with my beer, and she showed me some photos on her phone. In the photos, I had a
scruffy beard, but my eyes were bright, giving me a look reminiscent of a young Jacky Cheung.

"Nice phone, what brand is it?" I took a sip of my beer.

"Xiaomi, the most popular model right now. You're too old for that, uncle." The sly girl
finished speaking and also took a sip of her beer.

"The phone looks pretty good. Calling me uncle is funny. I'm only 22 this year, and you're only 17, right?"
I glanced at her dirty jeans, which had two holes showing.

"Damn, you're underestimating me. I turned 18 today, and I can spend all day in internet cafes without any problem. Today, for my coming-of-age
ceremony I blew up 11 condoms. Pretty cool, huh?" She grinned mischievously at me.

"Of course it's cool. Those things are really tough; they can hold 10 liters of water without any problem." I mimicked her tone.

"Luckily it wasn't used, otherwise I couldn't stand that sweet, fishy smell, it's so fishy! Uncle,
is yours fishy too?" A wicked, purely fantasizing smile played on her lips. Girls her age are
always thinking about this, yearning yet shy, but this girl was surprisingly open.

"Nonsense, how would you know that smell? You've never tasted it." I asked tentatively.

"Of course I've tasted it. I tasted mine in the shower, and I tasted my aunt's upstairs." She fiddled
with phone and added, "Men and women are different, you know. Mine isn't that fishy, but my aunt's is horribly fishy, so pungent."

"***, you've been reading too many novels, haven't you?" I chuckled. "
Is the pressure of studying making you seek thrills?"

"Say what you will, I have the key to the upstairs room, I'm a gold card member here." She reached
around her neck and pulled out a card—yes, a gold card. This card was real. A classmate of mine once got a
silver card and ate instant noodles for two months because of it. The gold and silver cards here aren't just for show; the gold card is made of
24k real gold, and the silver card is pure silver.

Several times, the girls in our class wanted to take his silver card to get a ring and earrings made. His
biggest dream at the time was to get a gold card here. When he said this, we all laughed at him for being so unambitious—was that all he
aspired to? He just smiled and said, "You guys don't know anything. Gold card members can talk directly to the female boss.
How many of you understand her charm?"

Thinking about it, it's true; the prices here are already very high, and I don't come here often, so I never really knew anything about
the boss or the boss's wife.

This young woman's gold card really surprised me.

"You must be a regular customer, you know your stuff, right?" She blinked as she watched me put the card away; it carried
a faint youthful fragrance.

I glanced at my watch; it was almost midnight. The disco music in the dance floor was still blaring,
emanating waves of fragrance. I suddenly thought of the phrase "a pool of wine and a forest of meat" from the Investiture of the Gods—this seemed to perfectly describe the
situation before me. By this time, I had already drunk four bottles of beer.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" I looked at the girl, who was pressed tightly against the leather sofa,
showing no intention of leaving. "You're not going home this late, your parents will worry, and besides
, it's not good for a girl to stay out all night." Although I'm no longer the good boy who tries to reform, I still have the heart to advise the girl.

"Go home? Are you kidding me? Why should I go home? I'm an adult, I can do whatever I want.
Don't talk to me like an adult. I know more adult jokes than you do. Uncle, I think you've studied too much
Marxism ." She tossed her short, dark yellow hair and pouted, continuing, "Besides, this
is my home, I live upstairs."

Seeing my wide eyes and confused expression, she added, "This disco is owned by my aunt,
my aunt's name is Jona, she's the owner." Now I was going to be shocked again. It's said that the owner here is
indeed a big shot, able to operate in the entertainment industry, naturally she has unique skills.

"What's your name, uncle?" Her little mouth opening and closing made me feel like a lolicon.

"Ma Aotian, 'Ao' as in 'proud,' 'Tian' as in 'sky,' what about you?" I looked into her eyes. They were large, with
double eyelids, slightly curled eyelashes, and light eyeshadow.

"Li Xiaomi, nicknamed 'Little Fairy,' 'Xiaomi' as in 'millet plus rifle,' 'Xiaomi' as in 'millet phone.'" She mimicked my
tone, giving me a mischievous smile: "I really like this name. My dad admires the revolution and gave me this name.
It was originally a nickname, but as I grew up, I thought it was very unique, so I was too lazy to change it. Isn't it cool?"

"Hmm, nice, nice." I nodded lightly.

"What's so nice about it? It doesn't match at all. You should say, 'Damn, that's awesome!' 'Not bad!'" After saying that
, she tossed her head back and drank the beer in the bottle. Her neck was very long and thin.

It was past 12:30 AM. The DJ music gradually faded, and people began to leave.
A group of customers gradually went upstairs.

"Guess what they're going to do?" Li Xiaomi looked at me and licked her lips.

"It's definitely not going to be good." I took out my lighter and lit a cigarette. I should go; the school
gates would close soon. The old man had changed, and I was a new face. Besides, I didn't have the good
habit , so he would definitely lock me out.

"Uncle Ma Aotian, want to go upstairs and take a look? It's really nice." Li Xiaomi suddenly grabbed my arm
and blinked. "A sweet, fishy smell." She licked her lips, revealing her delicate tongue.

"I don't care. I've washed my hands before. That feeling is at least four or five years older than you know."
I pulled my hand away from hers. When I touched her hand, it felt smooth, like silk. Maybe it was the alcohol
, but I actually grabbed her hand, and she grabbed mine in return.

Then, without realizing it, I took her hand and went upstairs. The upstairs was luxuriously decorated, with pale gold
wallpaper everywhere, making it look magnificent and decadent. The dark red light bulbs added to the atmosphere.

Li Xiaomi swiped her card in a room, and the door opened automatically. Inside was a double bed with light brown sheets, a
Japanese-style floor-to-ceiling window, checkered curtains, and a bright moon hanging far outside. Then she locked the door behind her and
plopped down on the floor.

I shook my head, feeling a bit more awake, and said, "Xiaomi, this is ridiculous! How did I end up
here with you? I have to go back." I turned to pull the door open, but it was locked.

The little devil Li Xiaomi laughed, "You can't go back! This is the gold card area; there's a door to the upstairs."
Downstairs is another door, one-way only, locked after 1 a.m., partying until dawn. "You wanted to hear some beautiful
sounds, right? They'll be livestreaming next door in a bit. Just wait."

"You're kidding, kid. I have to go. You must have drunk a lot. Give me the key, hurry up.
I have tons of those sounds on my computer, dozens of gigabytes." I stubbed out my cigarette.

Li Xiaomi shook her head and opened the door. I looked down the hallway and, sure enough, the door was locked. Two
burly men blocked the entrance. I couldn't help but gasp. Was this really a place for transactions?

The sheets made me sleepy, and the alcohol numbed my brain. I turned over and collapsed onto the bed. We huddled together like
two hibernating frogs.

Li Xiaomi radiated warmth, mixed with the smell of sweat. She moved closer to me,
her short, tousled hair obscuring my face. She flicked her hand and touched mine. Her fingers were smooth, her small
nails neatly manicured.

I pushed her hand away and slowly sat up. Sure enough, unusual sounds came from next door: a man's heavy
breathing, intermittent low growls, and a woman's soft voice: "Mmm... harder. Harder... good brother...
" Accompanied by the creaking and shaking of the bed, my cheeks quickly flushed red, and my
body trembled slightly. Li Xiaomi sat up, pressed her ear to my chest, and giggled, "Uncle, your heart is beating
so fast."

The sounds from next door grew louder, a continuous thumping sound, and moaning sounds, like
a dream . "Uncle, isn't it...?" Xiaomi stared into my eyes. Her nickname was right; she was
a little vixen, an absolute little vixen! A captivating vixen!

I sat up, shaking off the alcohol-induced haze. Li Xiaomi started by taking off her brightly colored
canvas shoes, revealing a pair of delicate little feet with red-painted toenails. She then took off her jeans
, which had several holes, revealing her slender, long legs. Her buttocks were pert and high, with a patch of pink that had darkened slightly.
She took off her Li-Ning down jacket, revealing a pair of well-proportioned, round, mound-like breasts, small but firm,
encased in a white lace bra.

I stared, speechless. "What are you looking at, you idiot? It's so hot in here. I'm taking off my
clothes to cool off." Li Xiaomi smiled, revealing a small dimple, much smaller than Yang Qingqing's, but
sweeter.

Her words made the room feel even hotter. I felt parched and quickly took off my coat, changed into
slippers , and went into the bathroom to wash my face with cold water. The noise from next door didn't lessen at all; in fact, it grew louder
. The sounds of drunken revelry rose in waves.

On the shelf in the bathroom lay Li Xiaomi's discarded clothes. They probably hadn't been washed yet; the pink
ones were slightly damp, with a faint, slightly musky smell and a sticky residue. Next to them, a black lace
bra had a slightly sour smell.

I couldn't resist pulling the pink one down from the shelf and sniffing it. It was a mixture of urine
and body odor. I licked the damp spot with my tongue; it tasted bitter and fishy.

The sounds from next door grew louder, and the alcohol rapidly surged to my head. There were condoms,
lubricant I quickly opened it, took a few pills, took off my clothes, put on
the condom, squeezed out the lubricant, and began to sway my legs in rhythm with the sounds from next door. My hand movements were slow, going all
the way to the bottom.

Back in high school, my bodily fluids were already being expressed to my left hand, but today, I couldn't resist the stimulation. I was
imagining what it was like next door, how big the girl's breasts would be, how long the man's penis would be, limbs
intertwined , round, firm... in and out, the lower abdomen bumping against each other, that scene... My
hands moved faster.

I didn't notice Li Xiaomi standing behind me at all. She was already naked,
her hot breath hitting my back. Li Xiaomi suddenly reached out and hugged my waist. Her small hands were delicate and
soft, gently touching my waist, then moving down to my front, then down to my hand. At this moment, my
movements stopped, but my emotions were still burning. She pried my hand open and gently rubbed my ugly,
short penis.

I grabbed her hand and gently moved it away. Then I turned to face her. She didn't say anything, pulled her hand away from mine, and
still placed her hand on my penis, gently rubbing it.

I felt as if my whole body was being boiled, and that thing suddenly grew several times larger.

Li Xiaomi slowly squatted down, opened her mouth, opened it wide, and stuck out her delicate tongue, circling and
licking it. Then she raised her head, looking into my eyes, her gaze hazy.

I picked her up, and she let out a soft "ah" and closed her eyes.

I carried her to the bed, reached out, and touched between her legs. That not-so-dense patch of grass was already
dripping wet.

I patted that hot, wonderful thing with my palm, inserted my finger, and poked it inside. The liquid wet
my finger, and I slowly pulled it out, put it in my mouth, and licked it. It was sweet, salty, and bitter.

Li Xiaomi gasped, sat up, and groped for my penis, putting it in her mouth and
swallowing . I closed my eyes, but my hands didn't stop moving, moving over her body, to the base, smooth and tender. Li
Xiaomi stood up, touched my face, and kissed me passionately, sticking her tongue into my mouth, her tongue carrying
the metallic taste of my southern border.

I could no longer restrain myself, and I pushed her down to the ground, tensing my legs, and slowly inserted my head into
that warm, soft cave. I spread her legs with my hands, making the crevice even more obvious.

"Ah..." Xiaomi hissed, tightening her legs, clearly in pain, which only aroused me more.
I thrust my hips forward, and my southern border went in a little further. "Ah..." Li Xiaomi screamed, "It hurts...it hurts...
no...don't go any further...it hurts so much." Li Xiaomi struggled to push me away, even opening her mouth to bite
me.

I didn't stop. My body felt the pressure tightening, my muscles taut,
pressing her firmly against me. I felt something hard pressing against her, and with a forceful thrust, like popping a balloon,
"Ah..." Li Xiaomi screamed, her hands digging into my flesh. Li Xiaomi was covered in sweat, her
hair soaked and plastered to her face.

A trickle of bright red blood flowed down Li Xiaomi's veins, staining the sheets like a white flower petal blooming.
A red flower bloomed.

I lowered my head and gently stroked Li Xiaomi's head, kissing her lips. Her lips weren't thick, but they were very elastic. Li
Xiaomi reached out and used the bed sheet to wipe her lips repeatedly, the rubbing sound like a kitten
gently scratching my palm with its little paws.

"Uncle... I want more... Uncle..." Li Xiaomi suddenly called out in a muffled voice.

My eyes were red as I straddled her like a wolf. I was in a state of heightened arousal after taking the Qi-boosting pills, and my
penis was painfully swollen. Xiaomi breathed softly and cried out, "Mmm... Oh... Ah... It's so numb...
It's so numb down there..." I tilted her body slightly and continued thrusting...

"Ah... I'm coming..." Li Xiaomi shuddered, and a stream of clear liquid spurted out, soaking the bed sheet and then
onto my penis, like being washed by a flood, bringing me to the peak of pleasure.

After a while, I felt a jolt, like an electric shock, and my penis instantly swelled several times larger. I couldn't control it;
a gushing liquid rushed out, heading straight for Li Xiaomi.

Li Xiaomi screamed, and then ejaculated again.

We hugged each other, her hands pinching my chest.

My hand, however, moved towards her bottom. "No...don't touch there...it's dirty...I
never clean myself properly after pooping," Li Xiaomi cried shyly.

But my hand had already reached her anus, which was gently opened. My little finger gently probed inside,
exploring, feeling the smoothness on my fingers. Xiaomi's legs suddenly straightened, her lower abdomen leaning forward, her round breasts
pressed against mine, and she gently bit my ear. I bent down and lifted her legs.

Li Xiaomi let out a soft "ah," spreading her legs to be with me. All the pent-up frustration and resentment of the past few days
exploded at this moment, and we both ejaculated on each other's bodies again. The room was filled with
the smell of meat, a faint fishy odor, mixed with the bright red blood on the sheets. All night, we
tumbled . When I woke up, Li Xiaomi was already taking a shower in the bathroom, the sound of running water stimulating
my brain. The bloodstains on the sheets had dried, but her clothes were still there, still smelling of her.

Chapter 048 Going to the Concert

Yesterday? Me and her? ...

My hands trembled as I pulled out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag. The bloodstains proved she was an
innocent girl.

The sound of running water in the bathroom gradually stopped, and Li Xiaomi, wrapped in a bath towel, came out. Her short, dark yellow hair was unusually
smooth, like a lotus flower. She stared at me with wide eyes, and I felt a pang of fear. I touched my forehead with
the fingers .

"Your name is Li Xiaomi, right..." I lit another cigarette.

"Xiaomi as in 'millet plus rifle,' Xiaomi as in 'millet phone'... You can't remember what happened yesterday?" She
seemed a little angry, holding up a black transparent lace-trimmed cigarette, the red bloodstains on it very conspicuous, along with dried
liquid congealed.

"I'll take responsibility for you... Name your price..." I reached into my inner pocket, where there was 3000 yuan.

"What a joke, why should I name a price? You think I lost out? Yesterday was my coming-of-age ceremony,
and besides, you're quite handsome, Uncle. You lost so much fluid yesterday, I should compensate you. Name your price."
Li Xiaomi smiled, snatched the cigarette from my hand, and took a few puffs.

"This is ridiculous..." I felt a slight fear, glancing at her and whispering, "Actually,
yesterday was my first time with someone too, believe it or not..."

"So, we're even..." Li Xiaomi untied her towel, revealing her bare white skin once again.
She suddenly turned her head and smiled wickedly, "But your fluids are so fishy... much fishier than my aunt's...
so strong..."

I put on my clothes and walked out without looking back. "Hahahaha..." Li Xiaomi laughed so hard she bent over:
"Uncle, I'll see you again..." The name "little vixen" was indeed fitting.

Did I lose out or gain?

I felt a lightheadedness, probably from losing too much bodily fluid yesterday; a faint scent lingered in my nostrils
. A huge poster for Jacky Cheung's concert was plastered on the billboard for the banquet. I easily bought
two expensive tickets from a sleazy-looking guy at the ticket booth.

I slept all day in my dorm, feeling less energetic than usual. At dinner, I specifically asked
them to bring stir-fried pork kidneys. I tried hard to forget the girl named Xiaomi, but her sweet, wicked smile
kept replaying in my mind.

"Concert..." Su Xiuxiu texted me. I touched the tickets in my pocket; the water ripple print on the back
was exceptionally beautiful—the God of Songs was indeed famous.

When I waited for Su Xiuxiu at our meeting place, she had changed completely: a sharp
business suit, light eyeshadow, blue contact lenses, her long hair pulled back, high heels, and a faux LV
handbag .

"You're a white-collar worker, huh?" I teased.

"Don't flatter me. Clothes are just skin deep; inner qualities are what matter," Su Xiuxiu straightened her collar.

"It's rare for you to relax, yet you're dressed so formally. You're not an office lady." I tugged at Su Xiuxiu's hand.
Her hands weren't as smooth as when we first met. Many Chinese literature majors end up in secretarial or similar
positions , and good handwriting is an important employment indicator. Su Xiuxiu

's delicate handwriting showed she had put in the effort. On the bus to Shenyang, couples were everywhere. "If only we had a car," Xiuxiu sighed. "
Then we could go wherever we wanted, and even drive home."

"We'll have bread, we'll have milk, and of course, a car," I patted Su Xiuxiu's
shoulder.

"Tang Qiming has a used BYD, we can borrow it. Didn't you get your license last month
?" Su Xiuxiu said. "That way we can go to Lhasa, to Jiuzhaigou... and if we get tired, we can sleep in the car.
Wouldn't that be great?"

"It's his car, after all. It's not good to break it," I replied casually, but in my heart I thought, "One day
I'll surpass you, but how can I? His family's wealth and status are incomparable to mine. The only thing I
can surpass him in is treating Su Xiuxiu better than him."

But just yesterday, I was confused and gave my first time to
someone other than Su Xiuxiu with a strange girl. Although Su Xiuxiu couldn't verify it, I still felt I owed her something.

Thinking of this, I gently put my arm around Su Xiuxiu's shoulder and kissed her forehead.

The Shenyang Grand Theatre is tall and imposing, with a strong northern flavor.
Two Mao Ning and Zhou Yunpeng, are two I admire.

There are hotels around the theatre, and the prices are reasonable. Su Xiuxiu and I chose one to stay in.
The hotels have been particularly busy these past few days, probably mostly with people coming to see the concert. However, Jacky Cheung's popularity has waned somewhat recently,
and the atmosphere feels a bit desolate.

The night view of Shenyang is beautiful. It's a completely modern city, lacking the hustle and bustle of coastal cities
, but possessing a more solemn quality. Su Xiuxiu and I walked through the streets of Shenyang, watching the flowing traffic.

"Hold me..." Su Xiuxiu stood on the blue overpass. I put my hands on her waist, hugged her, and spun her around
three times. Then we walked hand in hand into the hotel. The layout was simple, with clean walls, a large bed, and a small
bathroom.

"Tomorrow's concert will definitely be amazing," Su Xiuxiu said, licking her lips as she sat down.

"Definitely," I smiled.

"I said we could only sleep in the same bed... together, after we graduate and get married." Su Xiuxiu
looked at me. "So tonight..."

"I understand, I'll sleep under the bed... two chairs stacked together." I gave Su Xiuxiu a resentful look.

"It's not that, sleeping together is fine, but we just can't... do... love." Su Xiuxiu blushed
.

"Dream on..." I gave her a flick on the forehead, then went into the bathroom to wash away the day's fatigue. While
showering I flipped Nan Bangguo's head over to look at the veins; they were very soft today.

"Hurry up, you've been in there for so long... are you taking a break?" Su Xiuxiu knocked on the door. "
Remember ."

"Okay, that's good..." I wiped the water droplets off my body and closed the door.

Chapter 049 Xiuxiu

Su Xiuxiu walked into the bathroom in her pajamas and gently closed the door. I lay down, wrapped in a bath towel. It was
11 p.m.

The water in the bathroom was running loudly, making me a little anxious. The door wasn't closed properly, and through the crack, I could
see Su Xiuxiu's shapely figure. She was a tall, slender girl from Northeast China, with fair skin, though her breasts were a little small.

Su Xiuxiu's figure and appearance were what people commonly call a mature, sophisticated woman—a model's figure and an angelic face.

"Ring ring ring..." I picked up the phone on the bedside table.

"Hello sir...do you need any special services...?" The voice was soft; I couldn't tell her age,
but I could tell it was authentic Liaoning-accented Mandarin. Northeastern dialects are very distinctive, especially in Liaoning.

"Thank you, no thanks." I tried to hang up.

"Don't! If you don't need anything, you can come down and take a look. Our girls are all incredibly beautiful, very fair-skinned, very
tender , very skilled in bed, and healthy..." The voice became even gentler.

"No, really, I don't need anything...I brought my girlfriend." I replied coldly, but because of that soft voice,
I didn't seem to be in a hurry to hang up.

"The price is fair, 200 yuan a night, as many times as you want... full service, lying down, sitting down, prone, touching,
blowjob, sex. Girlfriends are fine too, just having a quickie is really fun..." She still wouldn't give up: "Please, kind
person, I don't have any customers today, I'm going to go hungry..." The woman actually used a pleading tone.

I frowned. The sound of running water in the bathroom had stopped, and Su Xiuxiu came out wrapped in a bath towel: "What are
you doing? Who are you calling?" Su Xiuxiu leaned on my shoulder.

"It's someone selling something." I smiled.

"Selling what?" Su Xiuxiu stared into my eyes.

"Selling herself..." I spread my hands, afraid that Su Xiuxiu would get angry.

Su Xiuxiu laughed, her eyes narrowing. "There are plenty of services like this in Northeast China. Don't be
surprised. Be polite to them, don't be rude, haha."

Hearing Su Xiuxiu's words, the person on the other end of the phone knew the deal was off and angrily retorted, "Hmph, you stinky guy,
I bet you're sick in the head, can't get it up. Go ahead and play with me, play with me with your mouth, you slut, Sanpao."
The other end hung up.

"What's so bad about that?" I raised an eyebrow. "These days, the service from girls is really bad."

"Just like that, like Fan Yu in my dorm, shameless as can be." Su Xiuxiu said angrily.

Fan Yu was from Huludao, Liaoning, and he was desperately pursuing Tang Qiming, even
treating Su Xiuxiu as a rival, ostracizing her everywhere, which made Su Xiuxiu feel very wronged.

Actually, Fan Yu is inferior to Su Xiuxiu in every way. She's darker-skinned and shorter. The only difference between
her and Su Xiuxiu Su Xiuxiu is a small C cup, while Fan Yu's breasts, judging by appearance, are probably between a D and an E cup, like two small grapefruits.
We all laugh at her, saying her brain is in her chest, and there are even rumors that she's had breast augmentation surgery with silicone implants.

Thinking about Fan Yu's actions—deliberately dressing up to go to Tang Qiming every day, trying to have an affair with him—makes me laugh uncontrollably
. I'm so happy.

"Go to sleep, wake up for tomorrow's concert..." Su Xiuxiu hugged me from behind.

"Okay..." I casually turned off the light.

The blanket was thick but not big enough, so we had to squeeze together. "No snoring," Su Xiuxiu warned me.
I nodded.

Su Xiuxiu's body gradually warmed up. "So noisy..." Su Xiuxiu sat up, and with a casual wave of her hand, she accidentally touched
my crotch. I pretended not to care and continued sleeping.

I noticed there wasn't just one couple next door; there were probably more than three people. It reminded me of group sex
scenes My legs unconsciously parted a little, and my penis gradually swelled.

Su Xiuxiu continued sleeping, but her hand didn't leave my crotch. Her back was against my lower abdomen, and I
suddenly remembered that this was also a position.

The sounds from next door continued for over half an hour. Before I knew it, I was wet, right where Su Xiuxiu
had touched . Su Xiuxiu trembled, withdrew her hand, and then licked it.

"Baby, I want to see your..." I finally mustered up the courage. Many
couples have sex, some girls even multiple times, resulting in uterine damage. But Su Xiuxiu and I have always been innocent,
without even a chance to climax.

"Don't look... but touching is okay... don't turn on the light." Su Xiuxiu breathed rapidly; I think
her hormone levels weren't any lower than mine. Then she took my hand and put it inside her. That patch of grass was like
grass after the rain, moist and smooth, and her crotch, like flower petals, was tightly clenched.

"After hearing what you said that day, I went online... and sure enough, there were a lot of videos there." Su Xiuxiu turned around.
I couldn't see her face in the darkness, but it must have been a deep, purplish-red. "Such a strange position...some like animals..."
She clearly swallowed hard, breathing slightly heavily, like a female dog in heat.

"Don't believe that, it's all an act. This is real. Ah...you..." Su Xiuxiu touched
my penis and pulled it down.

"Yours is so big...so thick...I don't know what to do." During this time, the sounds from next door
gradually stopped. I noticed a slight pain in my penis; it turned out I had indeed overdone it that night.

"Okay, that's enough." Su Xiuxiu released my penis, but one of my hands remained on her chest,
and the other was placed between her legs. The slit was sticky; it must have been a pink crevice.

"Are my breasts a little small..." Su Xiuxiu suddenly asked.

"They're enough, and my hands aren't big either..." I chuckled softly, then pinched her nipples.

"They say that if you touch them often, they can get bigger, so keep touching them..." Su Xiuxiu rubbed my penis
.

"Who told you that? It's just gossip..." I chuckled, though this kind of talk
is often heard among men too. While kneading my steamed bun, I asked, "Was it Fan Yu who said it? Her e is really..."

"Not just her, but Xiao Fang too... And I often see Fan Yu making a
mess , constantly moaning... Xiao Fang did it too, and even told me how to make it feel good... She even demonstrated it for me."
Su Xiuxiu finished speaking and squeezed her legs together. Her legs were firm and elastic, and my fingers were trapped in that crevice.

I never imagined girls could be so wild. Once, during a chance search, I saw online that
during this stage, women's needs far exceed men's. The secretion of estrogen causes some teenagers
to become extremely horny, hence the disease called cervical erosion.

And during this hazy stage, they dare to do anything new, use any tool.
The most pleasurable thing is using bananas; after the peel is broken open, the sticky substance mixes together. However, it's best not to use domestically produced ones
because of What if they've been fertilized? Wouldn't that lead to pregnancy?

"Haha..." I laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at..." Su Xiuxiu frowned.

"Nothing, I'm just so happy to spend this night with you, my little lady. I'm so overjoyed that I laughed out loud."
I said, gesturing with my usual wit.

"We have to do this often, otherwise you might end up cheating on me. There was a couple in our department
, the girl wouldn't let the boy touch her, and he couldn't take it anymore, so he went to a bar, oh right
, the one we went to first, 'Landai,' and found a prostitute... That prostitute had STDs,
she passed on gonorrhea and syphilis to him. He doesn't even dare wear shorts in the summer, the stench is overwhelming..." Su Xiuxiu smiled and touched my
earlobe.

I was startled, suddenly remembering that night with Li Xiaomi, and my fingers immediately stiffened.

"Ah... no, it hurts..." Su Xiuxiu suddenly cried out, my fingers unknowingly
plunging deep into her soft flesh. Su Xiuxiu immediately squeezed her legs together, breathing heavily, one hand
gently pounding me.

Chapter 50 Meeting the Mother-in-Law

"Sleep well, my darling little wife." I suddenly lost interest, pinched her buttocks, and she pulled out my
fingers from her body, licked them, and seemed to enjoy it. No matter how dignified a girl's appearance is, she
is undoubtedly promiscuous in terms of sex, unless she is frigid.

The next day we were very lazy. When we woke up, it was almost noon. Su Xiuxiu had changed into her business suit again,
like a young white-collar worker entering the business world. I was still wearing my half-gray Anta cotton jacket, blue and white jeans, and sneakers
. I hadn't shaved and looked melancholy.

Many people would say that Su Xiuxiu and I were a good match when we stood together. At least that's what I thought when I looked in the mirror.

In college, I basically only sang songs by a few artists: Jacky Cheung, Beyond, Xu Wei, and occasionally I would follow
the trend and sing songs by new generation singers like Jay Chou and Xu Song.

The tall stage of the Shenyang Grand Theatre was illuminated by colorful lights. People were entering one after another. It was only
3:30 pm. The show started at 7 pm, and they were starting to check tickets now. The queue was incredibly long, and we were at
the very end .

"Excuse me, sir, your tickets are fake," the waiter in a tuxedo said politely.

"Are you kidding me?" I exclaimed, looking at him in surprise. These were premium tickets, costing nearly
a thousand .

"I'm sorry, they are indeed fake. We have a testing machine here." He placed the tickets on the machine, and sure enough,
it displayed an unrecognizable image.

"What are you doing up front? People are waiting to enter!" A chorus of discontent erupted from the crowd behind us.
"What are we supposed to do?" I glared at the waiter.

"We can't do anything about it. You can call the police. They're currently cracking down on this kind of thing."
The waiter shrugged, his eyes fixed on Su Xiuxiu's face.

"What good will that do?" I pulled Su Xiuxiu down the steps. This era is truly unbearable; even
Jacky Cheung concert tickets are fake.

The crowd continued to enter, leaving Su Xiuxiu and me standing outside, looking utterly dejected. Su Xiuxiu leaned on my
shoulder.

"Continue experiencing life here or buy a ticket back?" I lifted her chin.

"What a disappointment! I finally made this plan, and I got a fake ticket!" Su Xiuxiu grumbled. "It's a rare opportunity
to get out , come home with me."

"What... what are you saying?" I was startled, wondering if I'd misheard.

"I've made a last-minute decision, you're coming home with me." Su Xiuxiu said, enunciating each word clearly. "Anyway, we're already in Shenyang
, and Changchun isn't far away."

I shook my head. I always dreaded meeting her parents. What would her mother think of me? What
questions ? Would she disapprove? To be honest, I had no idea. These days, mothers-in-law are very materialistic
. Do you have a car? A house? Savings? I had nothing, only a university diploma I was about to receive.

"Don't hesitate. You're dressed so smartly today, my mom won't... she won't make things difficult for you. She
likes ." Su Xiuxiu's words were outrageous. If her mother liked me, wouldn't that be terrible? I glared at her.

"Don't get the wrong idea. I mean, my mom's aesthetic sense is similar to mine. What are you thinking? Trying to take advantage of my mom
? Wanting us, mother and daughter, to serve you? What about my dad?" These words were very tempting. Su Xiuxiu was so beautiful,
her mother couldn't be much less so.

"Don't joke around with the parents." I gave her a light tap on the head. I scratched my head, steeled myself, gritted my
teeth, and nodded in agreement. Gifts were a must; it was the first time meeting the parents, so politeness and presents had to be impeccable. I
bought three boxes of health supplements for Su Xiuxiu's dad and donkey-hide gelatin granules for Xiuxiu's mom.

"My mom will definitely like it," Su Xiuxiu praised. Then we went back to the hotel to check out. Su Xiuxiu changed
her clothes, taking off her business suit, letting her hair down, and tying it into two braids that hung over her shoulders. She wore a pink Adidas
padded jacket , tall riding boots, and skinny jeans. This outfit made her look five years younger, only 18.
Then Su Xiuxiu took out two bottles of liquor from her backpack—a specialty of Handan—"Never Apart."

"Tsk tsk..." I couldn't help but praise, "Looks like you were planning to take me home with you all along. You even brought wine, and
we're going to the concert, right?" I helped her tie the hair tie, patted her little belly, and said, "Doesn't this
outfit look better? Why do you dress so formally every day?"

"I can't help it, I can't be a kid and act cute forever, but my mom just likes me to look young, so she
looks young too." Su Xiuxiu wiggled her little bottom and smoothed her hair.

"Indeed, my mom doesn't like girls who dress like fairies either."
After saying the words "fairy," I suddenly thought of the name Little Fairy Li Xiaomi. Little fairy, an absolute little fairy, a little fairy
who can charm people to death.

"What do you mean 'fairy'? You look like a chicken. Didn't you hear Guo Jingming say that college students dress like prostitutes,
and prostitutes dress like college students?" Su Xiuxiu put away her imitation LV backpack and put on a backpack,
either the same or different, all with pink Hello Kitty on them.

Hello, I suddenly remembered Gu Zheng carrying her schoolbag. I wondered
how she was doing in Changsha; being pregnant, she must be having a tough time. What would Sister Liping think of me? Another Wang Shiyang?
Another beast who deceives others' feelings and takes advantage of girls? She would definitely think that northern boys are all so
unreliable!

"Don't be nervous, this is the last hurdle. If we get through this, our love will succeed." Su Xiuxiu gripped
my hands tightly, but my hands were sweating. Su Xiuxiu tugged at my clothes and said, "But you
need to shave. My mom hates unkempt men."

"Your mom likes eunuchs, alright?" I snapped out of my reverie, not forgetting to tease her. "Go to hell." She
kicked me; my little boot hit my butt, making a tingling sensation.

High-speed train, seats available.

The train station was bustling with people. I once thought cars had surpassed trains, but they never have,
because trains keep breaking records with high-speed trains and bullet trains. Unless there's a rear-end collision or derailment, they're
invincible . But they can't be invincible; if they were, nobody would ride cars. So, car drivers come up with a way
to balance things out by derailing.

A man walked up and asked, "Young man, young woman, where are you going?"

"Changchun, Jilin," I replied without even looking at him.

"There are seats available, a luxury bus, it's leaving soon." He casually pointed to
a bus . Through the tinted glass, I saw only about ten people on board.

I chuckled and said, "Actually, I've already bought a high-speed train ticket."

"Who still takes high-speed trains these days?" he exclaimed, feigning surprise. "You dare take a high-speed train?
It's almost time, get on! It's fast, stable, and won't cause a rear-end collision."

I said somewhat angrily, "I need to catch my train, I'm not talking to you anymore."

With that, I pulled Su Xiuxiu inside. He was still shouting loudly behind us, "High-speed trains are bound to cause rear-end collisions! Is money more important
than life? Hey, hey, young lady..." This kind of person is truly despicable. What's wrong with me not taking your train? Are you
cursing me to die? You son of a bitch, I hate this kind of person the most.

Su Xiuxiu suddenly looked at me with fear and said, "How about we take a bus?"

Chapter 51 The Mother-in-Law's Cry...

"How did she die?" I looked down at the photo, completely unaware of Su Xiuxiu's expression.

"My mother said she died from a high fever. The medical skills back then were terrible; they couldn't even cure a common cold."
Su Xiuxiu sobbed.

"It's been so long, don't be sad." I looked up to comfort her.

"Yeah, why are we suddenly talking about her?" Su Xiuxiu wiped her eyes, smiled, and continued flipping through the photo album:
"This is my mom when she was young, so dashing... And this one, my mom graduated from university, although it was a vocational college,
it's much better than a bachelor's degree now." Before Su Xiuxiu could finish speaking, her mother came out of the kitchen.

"Oh dear, my little darling, why are you dressed so lightly? Home isn't like school, it's as cold as an icebox. If you
catch there'll be no reason to complain." Xu Meiqi said, picking up Su Xiuxiu's father's down jacket from the sofa and
putting it on Su Xiuxiu.

Su Xiuxiu said somewhat indignantly, "It's not cold! The heating at home is so warm, but the school heating is
n't . Ma Aotian

, aren't you cold?" I glanced at Su Xiuxiu and echoed, "No, not at all." Xu Meiqi glanced at me,
knowing I was trying to curry favor with Su Xiuxiu, and could only shake her head, saying, "Sigh, young people these days, so energetic."

Turning around, she saw the photos scattered on the sofa and quickly gathered them up, saying, "Showing off these photos again?
What's so interesting about them? We didn't know how to take pictures back then, even a smile looks fake. Put them away, let's eat." After saying that, she closed
the photo album and took it to the inner room.

Wisps of smoke rose from the kitchen, accompanied by a fragrant aroma. I knew their family's cooking skills; Su Xiuxiu was
a typical beneficiary. The table was laden with dishes. I was still wondering how many dishes I had prepared, but then I realized
that there weren't actually many dishes; it was just that the table was too small, making it seem like a lot. Thinking about it, it made sense.
What use would a large table be for a family of three? Su Xiuxiu wasn't usually home; a coffee table was enough.

Su Jianguo was still rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for something. Xiuxiu's mother said, "Old Su, stop looking.
Can the kids drink 60-proof liquor? Didn't they bring two bottles? Drink the one with the lower alcohol content."

Su Jianguo was still muttering, "I remember the small bottle of liquor was in the cabinet."

Xu Meiqi ran over and grabbed Su Jianguo's ear, saying, "Stop looking, you hillbilly! Bring over two wine glasses, three of them
, three." Then Su Jianguo brought over several soaking wet wine glasses.

I silently counted the dishes on the table in my mind: braised wild pheasant with mushrooms, sweet and sour pork, pork and vermicelli,
stew , pickled cabbage and pork belly, roasted roe deer meat, deer antler soup, braised eggplant with sliced pork...

Before I could even process what was happening, Xu Meiqi pointed to a table full of dishes and said, "Xiaotian, you've never seen these dishes before, have you?
This is braised wild pheasant with mushrooms, sweet and sour pork, pork with vermicelli, stew, pickled cabbage with pork belly, roasted roe deer meat, deer antler
soup, braised eggplant with sliced pork..."

I nodded repeatedly and smiled, "Just hearing the names makes my mouth water..." Actually,
Su Xiuxiu had made these dishes at least eight times back at school. If they couldn't find roe deer meat, they used rabbit meat instead.

"Eat more vegetables," Xiuxiu's mom said, then added a lot more vegetables to my plate. I was startled. Although I'm not
a picky eater, I especially hate fatty meat.

I gave Su Xiuxiu a pitiful look, but she ignored me and continued gnawing on her ribs. I gritted my
teeth, closed my eyes, and quickly finished the fatty meat and vegetables.

Xu Meiqi added another plate before I finished eating, saying, "Our Xiuxiu doesn't like fatty meat.
Actually, fatty meat is great, it's good for beauty and nutrition, perfect for young people, right, Lao Su?" Su Xiuxiu's dad nodded hurriedly
beside her .

Huh?... Despair flashed in my eyes. This wasn't some kind of test! But thinking back on
all the things we'd done, I thought, "Forget fatty meat, I'd eat shit if I had to." I'd gone through so much trouble to win
Su Xiuxiu over; just thinking about it made my heart ache. I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes. Su Xiuxiu kicked me.
I understood immediately and tried to eat more gracefully, but this damn fatty meat... how was I supposed to deal with it?

"I made a lot of braised pork today..." Xu Meiqi said, laughing as she added more. If there were a
scale with fatty meat on one side and shit on the other, and it balanced, I'd consider my choice at this moment.

"Mom, that's enough... You can't eat that much." Su Xiuxiu finally spoke, frowning. "And you, Ma
Aotian, you don't like fatty meat, why didn't you say so? You just kept eating, you idiot."

"It's pretty good..." I forced a smile, puffing out my cheeks.

"I told you... Everyone's as picky as you. Come on, Xiaotian, you won't be able to eat this at school..."

"Ah..."

"Is it good... Xiaotian..."

"It's... good..."

Su Jianguo opened the bottle and poured three full glasses. This bottle was
the most expensive liquor I'd ever owned, besides the Honghualang I drank with Yang Qingqing.

The aroma of the liquor tempted me, and I raised my glass to Su Jianguo. Xu Meiqi suddenly asked, "
Do you often drink at school, Xiaotian?"

"This..." I didn't know how to answer. Did her mother like boys who drank? "It's alright,
I don't drink much. My alcohol tolerance is average." I stammered.

"It's okay to drink a little now, but you can't drink too much after you get married. It's very harmful to your health, especially your kidneys..."
Xu Meiqi said.

I was secretly congratulating myself on my gamble.

"How can a man not drink? When you enter society, you
need to judgment. Keep drinking." Su Jianguo raised

his glass. I couldn't wait to drink more, so I raised my glass and took another sip.

Su Jianguo took out a pack of Yunyan cigarettes and placed it on the table, lighting one for himself. I instinctively reached for one.
Su Xiuxiu, sharp-eyed, stepped on my foot. I grinned and, with a flick of my wrist, poured Su Xiuxiu a glass of water. The movement was a bit
too much, and they exchanged glances.

"Do you smoke, Ma Aotian?" her father asked, exhaling a puff of smoke.

"No, none of us in the family smoke." I had learned my lesson and answered against my will.

"That's right. Smoking is bad for everyone, and it's even worse for the children after marriage and having kids." Xu Meiqi
clapped her hands and laughed.

I finally found the source of Su Xiuxiu's views on children. This is the root of her
deep-rooted , incessant nagging—it's a staple of her conversations.

"Come on, bottoms up." Su Jianguo's words were even more concise this time. I raised my glass and downed the drink.

"You two, what are your plans…?" Su Jianguo put down his glass, stubbed out his cigarette, and the conversation got back on track.

"Being together isn't impossible. I think the current situation is better suited for postgraduate studies or employment. Marriage can be a later step.
You're still young, and this is a society that encourages late marriage and childbirth; children born later are smarter. The main thing right now is to
earn money for a house and a car. Of course, we'll contribute some money, but the main funding will come from you. Talking about marriage without
a house is just utopian socialism." It seems Su Xiuxiu's mother had prepared her words well in advance.

"We can get married even if we're renting. Haven't you seen those 'naked marriages' in TV dramas…?" Su Xiuxiu said timidly.

"Naked marriage? Give me a break! Those kinds of dramas are just for kids like you." Su Xiuxiu's mother
looked at me, waiting for my response.

"I'll be good to Su Xiuxiu..." In my haste, I couldn't say anything else.

"We only have this one child, and we'll be counting on her to take care of us in our old age. I think your hometown is
quite far from here." Her mother's words were straightforward. "Oh, don't worry about that. We'll bring you
over live with us, right, Ma Aotian?" Su Xiuxiu smiled and tugged at me.

I didn't speak. I thought it was best to discuss this later. What was the point of discussing it now
? Could I make the decision? What about my parents?

"Alright, that's enough. They must be very tired from their long journey. Let's leave this issue for later,
like setting aside the Diaoyu Islands dispute and jointly developing them." Su Jianguo chuckled to defuse the situation, then patted my shoulder
and said, "What a young and handsome lad! As long as you work hard, you'll have opportunities." It seemed that this was their family
's overall assessment of me, but I didn't feel disappointed at all. What girl isn't a princess at home?

I smiled and wanted to help clear the table. "Leave it there, I'll do it." Xu Meiqi's bottom brushed
against my waist, so light and soft, and my heart couldn't help but flutter.

Their blankets were very thick; the insulation was excellent, especially in Northeast China. There was a faint
fragrance inside. I'd eaten a bit too much for dinner, and couldn't fall asleep, so I looked at the rooftop and counted the stars. It was already one o'clock
at night , and faint, pleasurable moans were coming from the master bedroom.

I wondered if I was imagining things. This wasn't a hotel or a bar, so how could there be such a sound? My
ears perked up involuntarily, and I started moving. The sound grew louder and louder, piercing my eardrums with a popping, throbbing
sound. My hearing had always been excellent from middle school to university; I could even imagine what position it was.

"Ah…you're so big today, ah…I can't take it anymore, Lao Su…" Xu Meiqi cried out.

"How was I supposed to know they were coming today? I took those drugs at work; if I don't do it once, I'll burst!"
"I've been tense the whole time while we were eating, is it big, baby... today." Su Jianguo's voice.

"Quickly finish, it's not good if the kids hear... umm... ah... ah, Lao Su, harder. It's so
itchy ..." Xu Meiqi's voice was extremely lewd.

"I also want to finish quickly, didn't you see how fast I am? Hmm... this medicine works better than before...
I'll buy this from now on... ah... yours... is so tight today, come on, I'll be on the bottom... ride on top."
Su Jianguo . Through the faint moonlight, I seemed to see a snow-white body riding on a tall man, shaking
her huge breasts.

"It's not that I'm tight, it's that yours is especially big today... it must be 15 centimeters today... harder... I
'm coming... ah..." Thump thump... Xu Meiqi.

"How about that Ma Aotian... ah... baby, squeeze tight..." Su Jianguo.

"What do you mean, how are you... Ouch... Be gentle... My old flower can't take your rough treatment... He's
not bad looking, but his financial situation is terrible." Xu Meiqi.

"Isn't there another one named Tang Qiming... How's that kid... Ouch... It's stuck...
" Su Jianguo.

"Never seen him, but he called home a few times and mailed some things. That box of ginseng must have cost a thousand or eight hundred
, damn! How did my treasure come out... Get it in for me..." Xu Meiqi.

"More than a thousand or eight hundred, at least three thousand... Ah... Meiqi... It might not just be the medicine... The alcohol
also works, the alcohol accelerated the effects of the medicine... I've only used half my strength... Your breasts are so tight... So big,
they're leaking, let me suck on them... But our Xiuxiu has her eye on Ma Aotian." Su Jianguo.

"Hehe... let's see what they're capable of then. I think we should compare their skills in bed... marriage
is ultimately for pleasure... ah... good brother, wait... I'm coming again... I won't be able to walk tomorrow
... I need to change the sheets too." Xu Meiqi exclaimed.

"Don't talk nonsense, you old lecher. How do you test someone's skills in bed... do you expect me to test them? Hehe, you wish... let them be.
Did Xiuxiu look through the photo album again today... what did she see... ah... I'm coming too...
Meiqi, baby..." Su Jianguo.

Chapter 52 Meeting Li Xiaomi Again in a Different Place

I shook my head with a wry smile. My name was being called out repeatedly during lovemaking.
And that Tang Qiming is still haunting me, truly my rival. Interesting.

My southern limbs had unknowingly stood up. I quickly pressed them down with my hand to stop them from moving. I had important business to attend
to, I told myself silently.

I got up early the next day, wanting to leave a good impression of being diligent.
The bedsheets were

dry and grimy, reminding me of last night's experience. "Xiao Tian," Xu Meiqi called, "lift the ring when you pee."

"Oh, I know, I know," I replied, blushing.

"Have fun, it's a rare opportunity to visit Northeast China." During breakfast, Xu Meiqi avoided mentioning the unpleasant incident:
"Did you know? This year's Ice Sculpture Festival is in Changchun." Xiuxiu's mother unconsciously crossed her legs; she had indeed
exerted .

"Ah, really?" Su Xiuxiu jumped up: "If we missed the concert, visiting the Ice Sculpture Festival is good too."

We quickly finished our breakfast, and Su Xiuxiu and I took a taxi to the Ice Sculpture Plaza. It was truly dazzling, with all sorts of shapes.
Even that towering pillar could be displayed here? Apparently, as long as the large sculpture is realistic, the meaning is secondary.

The ice sculptures of David and Venus were incredibly lifelike. And this is… the Virgin Mary? I stared blankly at
the ice sculpture , her enormous breasts practically drooping,
yet all the features were there, with what appeared to be a few sparse strands of hair.

"I need to use the restroom…you watch over her…" Su Xiuxiu said hurriedly, running into the public
restroom . I suddenly remembered that she was on her period again today, just like the day we met, and I couldn't help but chuckle.
After Su Xiuxiu went in, my phone suddenly rang. It was a text message:

"Your girlfriend is in my hands. There are many of us. Come to the KFC across the street now, or else,
she'll bleed." My phone was outdated and couldn't display the caller ID. I was startled. Could this
be a trap? I frantically dialed Su Xiuxiu's number, but it was busy. "Xiuxiu, Su Xiuxiu…" I
called out towards the restroom. Passersby all turned to look at me. I called back the number that sent the text message, but the call
was disconnected.

I started to panic. I'd heard that the area in Northeast China was known for its poor security. Should I call the police? I hesitated for a moment, then walked towards
KFC and texted back: "I'm here. Please guarantee my safety. Money is negotiable."

I wondered if this was a trap set by Su Xiuxiu and her former friends, a test? Or was it Fan Yu's
doing? Fan Yu is also from Northeast China; it's very likely her.

While I was lost in thought, I received a reply: "Good. Now turn around, go to the counter and buy two
Cokes. Sit by the window, then fold a napkin into a strip and blindfold yourself. Count from one to twenty. Don't
open your eyes, or you'll face the consequences. Time is your girlfriend's blood."

I quickly did as instructed, completely ignoring the surprised expressions of those around me. When I counted to 17,
something cool and soft pressed against my face—it was a person's lips.

I hurriedly pulled off the napkin. Short, dark yellow hair, brightly colored canvas shoes, ripped jeans,
an open zipper on a Li-Ning down jacket…

Little vixen, Li Xiaomi. "

It's you?" I asked in surprise.

"We meet again, Uncle..." she giggled, taking a sip of her Coke. Yes,
it was her I'd seen at Shenyang Station.

"You're so annoying," I slapped her hand. "You fucking scared me."

"Who scared you? Isn't your girlfriend bleeding right now? It's her period, after all." Li Xiaomi
retorted, raising her binoculars. "Uncle, you have good taste. This chick is hot."

"What are you doing here?" I asked warily.

"Looking at the ice sculptures..." she lit a cigarette. "And also researching my mom's love history.
What are you doing here?"

"Looking at the ice sculptures, and incidentally, researching my love history." I smiled, finishing my Coke. I'd been a bit nervous and
was thirsty.

"Ring ring ring..."

"Ma Aotian, where are you..." Su Xiuxiu asked on the other end.

"The KFC across from you." I snatched the binoculars and glanced out the window. The binoculars were high-powered and very
clear ; I could even see a blue thread along the seam of Su Xiuxiu's pants and every single eyelash in her eyeshadow.

"Perfect for spying... How did you know my phone number?" I tossed the binoculars to her.

"I called my number when you were showering that day..." She chuckled softly, "Otherwise, how could I have bothered
you?"

Just before Su Xiuxiu came in, I quickly moved to a table further away from Xiaomi and gave Li Xiaomi
a wink , but Li Xiaomi pouted as if she hadn't seen it.

"What are you doing here?" Su Xiuxiu wiped the sweat from her face, her complexion somewhat pale.

"I ate too much for breakfast, I'm thirsty," I protested. "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

"I can't drink Coke, today... my period has started." Su Xiuxiu said softly, blushing. "I just want a cup of
hot milk, and a family bucket, to share."

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..." Li Xiaomi suddenly jumped up from her seat. "My period has started,
my period has started..." She clutched her stomach and cried out, "I didn't bring any sanitary napkins... does anyone have any to lend me? I'll pay you
back ten for every one I borrow... I'll pay back a whole pack for every pack I borrow." She walked straight to our table.

"Hahaha, she's gone crazy..." I couldn't help but laugh at Li Xiaomi's ridiculous appearance.

"Aotian... don't make fun of me..." Su Xiuxiu frowned and rummaged through her bag. "I
was pretty much ."

"Here you go, little sister... you don't need to pay me back..." Su Xiuxiu comforted Li Xiaomi like an older sister.

"Thank you, sister... one isn't enough, I have a lot of data..." Li Xiaomi said softly, blushing.

Su Xiuxiu took out another tissue and handed it to her: "Do you want your sister to come in with you...?"

"No, thank you, sister, you're so beautiful," Li Xiaomi said sweetly, turning her head to
make a face at me.

I smiled wryly; the little vixen's acting skills were truly top-notch.

Three minutes later, Li Xiaomi came out of the restroom and sat down at our table as if it were her own business.

I ate my family bucket of noodles while watching Li Xiaomi, afraid she would say something she shouldn't, but she
didn't , just looked at Su Xiuxiu and laughed: "Sister's tissues are so good, so soft and gentle, what brand are they?"

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