【Completely Naked】(08) Author: liming609

Author: liming609
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Chapter 8

What infuriated Xiao Sen was that Liu Xin had refused Ling Chen's earnest invitation, citing being too busy with work.
Moreover, on the second day and the following weekend, he refused Xiao Xue's charming invitation for the same reason.

He had never been so difficult to invite before. Every time he returned from a business trip, he would even bring back small gifts
for them. What was going on this time? Did he somehow know or guess his intentions?
Impossible . Xiao Xue didn't know, and of course, Lao Zhou and Lao Xie didn't know either. Ling Chen would never tell him. He
couldn't possibly guess either. For over a year, he had never asked Liu Xin for any help, and when he saw him, he always maintained a
haughty and aloof demeanor. Liu Xin wouldn't expect him to need his help.

The more Xiao Sen couldn't figure out why Liu Xin refused to come, the less he could find a proper way to resolve this predicament
. He should have discussed Xiao Xue's matter face-to-face. Over the phone, you can't see his reaction, making it difficult
to choose the right follow-up strategy; it's also easy to arouse suspicion, and he might even ignore you. Moreover, who knows
what his environment is like, what the atmosphere is like, or what else is on his mind while listening to those words deliberately meant to sway him
? He's definitely working during the day, likely has social engagements in the evening, and
might even . If you fail to sway him the first time, getting him back
will be incredibly difficult. Liu Xin is an exceptionally stubborn and arrogant person.

Xiao Sen still remembers two things clearly from many years ago. One was when Liu Xin was taking the postgraduate entrance exam.
Because his entrance score was the highest in the entire university, and his individual subject and overall academic performance had consistently ranked in the top three in
the law school , Xiao Sen secretly competed with Lao Zhou, trying to recruit this top student to his own program. Unexpectedly,
despite Xiao Sen's best efforts, Liu Xin still chose Lao Zhou, whose offer was significantly lower. Another incident
occurred when Xiao Sen tried to hire Liu Xin as Xiao Xue's tutor, but she refused, citing insufficient compensation. If it weren't for
a stroke of luck—An Zhao proactively approaching him and quickly becoming his mistress—Xiao Sen might have tried every means to make
Liu Xin suffer.

Xiao Sen didn't think a man being stubborn or arrogant was a bad thing. However, if stubbornness and arrogance extended to the
point of being inconsiderate and disregarding the situation, it became truly repulsive. Moreover, a man who
haggles
can hardly be considered a real man. Therefore, even though Liu Xin later secretly helped Xiao Xue, Xiao Sen only attributed the credit to An Zhao, maintaining his contempt for Liu Xin without any gratitude or guilt
for An Zhao being his nominal girlfriend. It's perfectly
normal that An Zhao disliked such a man. If it weren't for his stroke of luck in making a fortune, he would never have allowed his daughter to have anything to do with him,
not even ordinary contact.

But now, how should he deal with this notoriously difficult guy? He couldn't very well let Ling Chen come knocking
on his door, … Every time Xiao Sen thought of this last resort, he
couldn't help but curse Liu Xin under his breath. And it became more and more frequent, more and more intense, until he finally cursed him aloud.

His time was running out; the middle of the month had already passed, and he had to find time to go to Beijing.

Xiao Sen knew very well that this matter couldn't be rushed, but without a definite result,
especially with no way of predicting when there would be a preliminary result, he couldn't do anything with peace of mind.
Besides, this trip to Beijing to "grease the wheels" would probably cost a lot of money, and without a reliable source of income,
this poor boy would definitely be trembling with fear. After all, the position of dean was more of a hollow title;
it was easy to use it to deceive a few female college students, but to really make some real money was far too difficult. Those professors and lecturers were all
incredibly shrewd, like reincarnated starving ghosts. None of them would easily share their hard-earned money with the dean, who only had
administrative power and no academic authority. Even the university president had to rely on those few influential figures to secretly give them various benefits
, so what was the dean compared to them?

In this state of frustration, anxiety, inferiority, and even vague regret, Xiao Sen gradually lost interest in everything
. He had no desire to put in the effort to please the senior girl who intended to take the postgraduate entrance exam, and he almost forgot about
Zhen Yan, who had "disappeared" for more than ten days.

Then, Zhen Yan suddenly came to his door.

"It's you. Where have you been hiding lately? Are you busy?"

Seeing Zhen Yan push open the door to his office, Xiao Sen immediately asked, both surprised and delighted. He gestured for
her to close the door with his eyes.

Zhen Yan just smiled faintly, walked straight to a spot about three meters away from the desk, and stopped. "I've been a bit busy lately and
haven't been to the office much. Is Dean Xiao busy?"

Xiao Sen was somewhat surprised by her formal address. He glanced at the empty doorway, then
looked Zhen Yan up and down, seemingly sensing something, before replying in a businesslike tone,
"Very well. Are you done with your work? If not, just take a leave of absence. It's
not good to just show up without actually working."

Zhen Yan was unusually dressed in a white suit today, standing upright with her hair piled high, exuding an
aura of unapproachability. If it weren't for her characteristically coquettish tone, Xiao Sen would have thought the woman
standing before him was a completely different person. She obviously needed his help, but she
clearly didn't want to pay too high a price, hence her choice to appear in his
office . Xiao Sen couldn't help but find it amusing. She knew his temper perfectly well; how could she expect
him to help her for free?

Zhen Yan, however, seemed oblivious to Xiao Sen's bureaucratic tone, maintaining her faint smile. "No need,
my business will be finished tomorrow, and things can return to normal next week."

Xiao Sen responded with an "Oh," and looking at her fair face, he was surprised to find that the usually serious Zhen
Yan possessed a strange allure. His heart stirred, and his tone softened. "Did you come to see me today
because of something?"

"Well, I'm going to the United States next month, and I'm worried I won't have time to get my degree, so I'd like to ask you to help me arrange my thesis defense
as soon as possible . Ideally, early next month."

"Then you still won't get it. The degree evaluation meeting definitely won't be held until mid-June, and only after the evaluation can you
receive your master's degree."

"Passing the defense is the same as getting it, right? I'll ask a classmate to send me the official certificate."

"What if you don't pass?"

Xiao Sen said, his tone gradually shifting from official jargon to sarcasm.

"How could Dean Xiao's student fail the defense?"

Zhen Yan's expression remained calm, but her voice became increasingly soft and gentle.

"That's not necessarily true. I can't guarantee it. Hehe..."

Xiao Sen chuckled smugly, leaning back and gently rocking his chair from side to side.

His desires were aroused by Zhen Yan's intentional or unintentional teasing. Xiao Sen realized he hadn't been with a
woman for over a week, and felt he couldn't let Zhen Yan off easily today. Her attire made her a perfect target for rape. The allure beneath her
serious suit might allow him to experience a different kind of ecstasy, Xiao Sen thought, his gaze
involuntarily falling on the sofa facing the door, secretly pondering what kind of scenario to devise.

Zhen Yan looked at him, pondered for a moment, and then asked calmly, "How much would a guarantee cost?"

Xiao Sen was taken aback, then smiled. "It's not about the money."

He waved his hand, signaling her to close the door.

Zhen Yan didn't move, her expression somewhat stiff. After a while, she managed to say, "
If it really doesn't work, then we can start over next year. Please arrange my defense as soon as possible."

Xiao Sen had no choice but to stand up, walk over, close and latch the door, then walk back, put his arm around Zhen Yan's shoulder,
and try to pull her to the sofa. Unexpectedly, Zhen Yan stiffened up, trembled, and refused to give in easily. Xiao Sen
immediately adopted a tough tone, coldly saying, "You need my permission to start over next year, and you need my
permission . Your thesis hasn't been submitted yet, and whether it can be formally submitted still requires my approval. Moreover, according to regulations
, the defense can only be arranged two weeks after the thesis is submitted. I'm not in a hurry, but if any part is delayed, it may
be late May or early June. You should be mentally prepared. There's nothing certain in this world."

After saying that, he tightened his grip on her shoulder towards the sofa again.

Zhen Yan remained stiff, but her words already had a pleading tone. "Dean Xiao, I
'm not feeling well today, how about another day?"

Xiao Sen grinned, suddenly bending down and slipping his hand under Zhen Yan's skirt. "What? You're on your period?
What does it matter? We've done this before, what's there to be afraid of? Hehe..."

Zhen Yan tried to dodge twice, but finally couldn't escape, so she had to continue pleading, "I really am not feeling
well..."

Xiao Sen's hand continued to grope, his voice quite impatient. "You look radiant and full of energy.
What? Have you found someone better outside? Or are you just playing around with me, pretending to be like this so I can rape you?"

"No, really no. I'm really not feeling well, I don't want to do it."

Seeing that Xiao Sen had no intention of stopping, Zhen Yan gritted her teeth. "If you don't let go, I'm going to call for help."

Zhen Yan's words startled Xiao Sen at first, then angered him. He finally pulled his hand away, shook it a few times, plopped down
on the sofa, looked up at her twice, and said hatefully, "Fine, you win. Go. Just don't
regret it. Anyway, once you're in America, whether you have this master's degree or not probably won't matter."

Zhen Yan straightened her skirt, stood there blankly, not saying a word, but her expression was complex and
unpredictable . There was pleading, fear, anger, and cowardice, but no submission or flattery.

Xiao Sen secretly felt sorry. If it were somewhere else, or at night, that would be better. Now the time and place
are wrong, who knows if this slut will actually scream? She always yelled herself hoarse when waking people up
. Damn… thinking of those past, intoxicating experiences, Xiao Sen gasped, his penis
growing even harder and more erect, almost bursting out.

After a long while, Zhen Yan finally calmed down and said softly, “You really can’t help,
Dean Xiao?”

Sensing the emphasis in that last part of her address, Xiao Sen smiled. "I'm afraid that won't work. Of course, I don't want to
deliberately make things difficult for you; everything will be handled according to regulations."

"Could you please help me this one last time, considering how well I've served you in the past? I
'll pay whatever I owe."

Xiao Sen didn't answer her question but suddenly asked, "You've already completed
the procedures . Did you hook up with some rich guy? Don't tell me it's Liu Xin?"

After saying that, seeing Zhen Yan hesitate and not say anything, he immediately cursed angrily, "Damn it... I knew it.
When I saw him at my house, your eyes were fucking weird. Sure enough, you still ended up sleeping with him. Damn it...
Do you think he's better than me? He just got lucky and made a fortune overseas. You fucking don't know what's good for you!"

Zhen Yan's voice immediately rose a lot. "Dean Xiao, don't talk nonsense. I haven't
seen him since that time. The trip to America was arranged by a former high school classmate; it has absolutely nothing to do with him."

"Fine. I can't be bothered with your nonsense. Here's what we'll do. I'll give you twenty-four hours. If
you're still not feeling well by this time tomorrow, or if you're hiding and refusing to see me, then don't blame me for being strict."

With that, Xiao Sen smiled, stood up, walked back to his desk, picked up a paper, and pretended to read it.

Zhen Yan hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth, raised her head, and walked out.

Once Zhen Yan's lithe figure disappeared through the door, Xiao Sen slowly tossed aside the paper, took
a cigarette , and lit it.

Xiao Sen didn't actually care how many mistresses Zhen Yan had. He rarely gave her money,
so . Moreover, he had heard long ago that Zhen Yan had been
a mistress of a Hong Kong businessman since her sophomore year of college, and that the house she lived in and the car she used were all bought for her by that guy. Come to think of it, he should
be happy about Zhen Yan's infidelity.

That guy really is a sucker! Xiao Sen smugly shook his thigh, letting his engorged penis gradually
relax . If you don't have a big, sturdy penis, don't try to keep a mistress. Just find a lover like me, isn't
that enough? Spending a fortune to keep a female college student or even a female master's degree holder—how much face do you gain? No face
gained , and the affair goes awry—what a humiliation! The more Xiao Sen thought about it, the funnier it became, almost dropping the cigarette butt from
his mouth into his lap. He had to fumble around for a while before finally managing to throw it into the ashtray.

This was truly a case of too much joy turning to sorrow. Xiao Sen chuckled self-deprecatingly, then suddenly remembered something and gradually fell into
deep thought .

Could Liu Xin really be another sucker under her spell? That was certainly worth considering. Zhen Yan's willingness to...
It's clear she's interested. Given his current wealth and past experiences, Zhen Yan, who's eager to go abroad, must have
many requests for his help. Her only assets that might sway Liu Xin are her alluring
figure and skillful techniques. But would Liu Xin be interested in Zhen Yan? Judging from An Zhao's case, he doesn't seem
to like petite women; his attitude towards Zhen Yan during their meeting was quite cold. Even if Zhen Yan was trying to
seduce him, someone with his worldly experience shouldn't fall for it easily. Furthermore, most academically successful men
prefer simple, pure young women who don't threaten their dignity and independence, rather than strong-willed, sophisticated female masters or PhDs. They don't need to use their wives' talents to bolster their own image
, like those uncultured nouveau riche . But, all things considered, it's best if they have no relationship. What if they do have some kind of ambiguous relationship? Would n't that threaten Xiao Xue, and consequently, their own interests? Thinking of this, Xiao Sen felt uneasy. He held the cigarette butt to his lips and the lighter in his hand, but couldn't bring himself to light it. A stingy and shrewd man like Liu Xin couldn't possibly be bankrupted by a mere Zhen Yan. At most, it would only be a matter of a few hundred thousand or a million. In Liu Xin's eyes now, it was just a small sum. Thinking this, Xiao Sen felt a mixture of envy and disdain, along with a hint of regret. But he also knew that Liu Xin's entire fortune would n't be left to Xiao Xue and his father-in-law. Who got more or less of the rest was irrelevant. As long as he got a considerable share, even if Liu Xin became penniless, it wouldn't affect him at all. It would be better if he really became penniless, saving him from constantly living under Liu Xin's threat, trying to please him, watching his mood, and living in constant fear. Suddenly, Xiao Sen felt a surge of hope that Zhen Yan could seduce Liu Xin. This way, he would have another powerful handle besides . If Liu Xin dared to harm Xiao Xue or himself in the future, he could use both sides to catch him off guard. He needed to figure this out. Xiao Sen finally lit a cigarette, glanced out the window, got up, closed the door, and sat back down. Things were piling up. Xiao Sen thought, but he didn't feel any pain; instead, he felt a sense of exhilaration at having to risk everything. Having served in the military for eight years, he loved the feeling of impending battle. But since deciding to go to university, he had rarely enjoyed this feeling. The political struggle in Beijing, though significant, had caught him off guard, leaving him no time to prepare, resulting in a crushing defeat and forcing him to flee to Shenzhen to eke out a living. This time, he needed to prepare early and let that brat Liu Xin taste the bitterness of an old general in action. Xiao Sen took out a printed sheet of paper, prioritized the issues according to their importance and urgency, and noted the points requiring special attention. The most important thing, of course, is the change and progress of the relationship between Xiaoxue and Liu Xin. But this can't be rushed, and it's difficult to accurately predict the reactions and actions of both sides; we must act according to circumstances. For now, we can only proceed according to the established plan. We must not underestimate the enemy act rashly. The second most important thing is Old Xie's principal and our own dean. This matter isn't particularly difficult, but time is of the essence; I'll probably have to go to Beijing this weekend. We must not be stingy. We must also be wary of Old Xie abandoning us after we've served our purpose . The third thing is to find out the relationship between Zhen Yan and Liu Xin, which isn't difficult either. With my ability to satisfy her in the long run , coupled with my shrewd wisdom, Zhen Yan has no way to resist. However, the subsequent countermeasures will be more complicated. If Zhen Yan does have an ambiguous relationship with Liu Xin, then we should try to control Zhen Yan so that we can use her to attack Liu Xin in the future, or at least obtain more information about Liu Xin. If she has no relationship with Liu Xin, perhaps we should even hint at and encourage her to drag Liu Xin down so that we can profit from it. However, if Ling Chen and Xiao Xue found out, he might be in deep trouble. Xiao Sen paused here, summarizing the main points, and drew a large question mark before the third point, indicating that the subsequent strategy was undecided. He then wrote the number "four," pondering Ling Chen's affair, but couldn't think of anything to write, so he simply left it blank. He then picked up his pen, tilted the paper, leaned back in his chair, and reread it, feeling quite satisfied. Actually, there should have been "five," "six," and "seven." Thinking of the letter to An Zhao, the tall, slender senior girl, and the revenge plan against Yuan Xiaoyin, Xiao Sen smiled smugly. He didn't intend to list everything in detail; that would obscure the main points. Anyway, the former required An Zhao's response, and the latter two could be postponed for a long time; neither was worth much thought at this stage. After silently reviewing the key points of the three major events, Xiao Sen grabbed his lighter, hesitated for a moment, but decided to keep the paper for future additions and references. He opened the drawer, put it in, and locked it. He booked his plane ticket, made a few phone calls to inform everyone he knew he was going to Beijing, and seeing that it was almost four in the afternoon, Xiao Sen decided to go home early to pack his luggage and have a private talk with Xiao Xue. He casually piled up the papers on the table, picked up his briefcase, and went downstairs. He probably wouldn't see Zhen Yan before going to Beijing. Given Zhen Yan's temperament, she was very likely to hide and refuse to see him . But she wasn't going to America until June, so she had plenty of time. She would definitely think of some other way to convince him. In terms of not giving up until she achieved her goal, Zhen Yan truly lived up to her reputation as his student. Xiao Sen thought calmly as he drove . The anticipation of the upcoming battle had quietly pushed away the sexual desire that had been tormenting him for weeks. To Xiao Sen's surprise, Zhen Yan was already standing at the elevator door, waiting for him, when he stepped out. Xiao Sen was taken aback for a moment, then quickly asked in a serious tone, "Why are you here? Is something wrong?" "Brother Sen," Zhen Yan ignored his serious tone and called out in a coquettish voice. At the same time, she turned her waist and face to the side, her expression a mixture of shyness and allure , a smile that seemed to melt her heart. Her suit seemed to have suddenly transformed into sexy lingerie, not only failing to conceal the allure emanating from her body, but even adding an unusual bewitching charm to her. "You're just asking the obvious. Didn't you scare me enough just now? Hmph!" Xiao Sen was both delighted and surprised, and quickly approached her, scolding her in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you before that you can't call me that ? What if someone hears you? Watch your butt. And you still act like this? You want to die?" "Don't you like it, Brother Sen?" Zhen Yan still refused to speak seriously, and even stretched out a slender finger, lightly touching Xiao Sen's shirt, her nail scratching...

A tingling, numb sensation shot through her, then stopped at her nipple, and she continued moaning, "I want to die. Brother Sen, don't you want to
? We haven't had any fun for over half a month, have we? My ass is so itchy! How about you, is itchy too?"

She finished, her fingers circling her nipple again.

Looking down at the fabric of her shirt, which was gradually swelling from the stimulation, Xiao Sen cursed inwardly, opened and closed the door, then
pinned Zhen Yan firmly against it. "Since you're so sensible as to not make me wait twenty-four hours,
I'll let you off this time. Next time you mess around like this, I'll spank your ass until it's bruised and battered. Damn it…"

With that last long utterance, Xiao Sen thrust his stomach forward, a "formal"
warning .

Zhen Yan gently pushed him away, half-smiling and half-annoyed, and said, "We're not outside anymore, so
why are you being so fierce? Hmph!"

"You motherfucker, just now in the corridor..."

Seeing Zhen Yan's teasing expression, Xiao Sen immediately stopped talking and instead scolded, "
What the hell were you doing this afternoon? Were you trying to make me look bad?"

Zhen Yan suddenly put on a stern face, as if she had transformed back into the woman in the office, even her voice was
as indifferent as . "I was indeed feeling unwell at the time. Besides, it was broad daylight in the dean's office. You may be shameless, but I
still have my pride."

Xiao Sen's expression froze, unable to think of a reply, and he became somewhat anxious. "Fuck your mother, as if
you have any shame. If you had any shame, why would you come to me? If you had any shame, why did you shamelessly seduce me in the first place? I
wasn't interested in you back then. You shameless slut, afraid you wouldn't pass your graduate school entrance exam, you came
to me crying and begging. What? Now it's like I'm the one who wronged you? Besides, every time I fucked you, you
felt great. Every time you screamed like you were out of your mind. Every time you cried and begged
me to do it again, you told me!"

Zhen Yan raised her voice and said coldly, "Come on, Dean Xiao. You're still a teacher, and I'm
still a student. Even if I came to you crying and begging, you can shamelessly grope me all over, and you won't let me stop no matter how much I
resist ?"

"Go to hell. That's resistance? I think it's more like moaning. You..."

At this point, Xiao Sen suddenly sensed the awkward atmosphere and quickly shut his mouth. "Forget it, I'm not in the mood
to argue with you today. Go back."

Zhen Yan's eyes immediately welled up with tears, on the verge of sobbing. "You really won't help me?"

"Help what? Someone as shameless as you doesn't need my help. Heh..."

Xiao Sen sneered as he walked over and sat on the sofa.

Zhen Yan's expression changed, and she reverted to her previous seductive demeanor, sitting down next to Xiao Sen. She
grabbed , rubbing her breasts against his shoulder, and in a naive, girlish voice, looked up at him
and whispered, "Brother Sen, Brother Sen? Hehe... I was just kidding, why are you so anxious? I
'm . If we're shameless, let's be shameless together. If you're still not satisfied, I'll even
throw away my ass, okay?"

Xiao Sen held back for a moment, but finally laughed. "Damn it, you slut, I really can't do anything with you."

"Hehe... I thought we were going to play a rape game this time. Who knew you'd be so uncooperative."

Xiao Sen's heart stirred. "Cooperate, cooperate. I'm waiting for you to rape me first. Hehe..."

Zhen Yan glanced at him a few times, then stopped talking. Instead, she gritted her teeth, put on a fierce look,
grabbed , and dragged him upstairs like a dog on a leash.

Xiao Sen followed behind her, half-pushing and half-willing. His gaze quickly slid from her long hair, over her soft waist, and stopped
at her two buttocks that had suddenly become unusually large. Even though her buttocks quickly disappeared into the shadows again, he
couldn't bear to look away easily.

As soon as they entered the room, Zhen Yan quickly grabbed him, pulled him to the bedside, and pushed him down onto the bed. Looking into his
eyes, she said, "You're being good today. Are you afraid I'll tie you up?"

Xiao Sen hesitated for a moment, then replied hesitantly, "I'll tie you up. Otherwise, I'll definitely move around, and it won't be fun
."

Zhen Yan nodded and looked at the foot of the bed. "This bed is really shabby; there's nowhere to tie the rope."

"You can tie it to the bottom. Stupid..."

Xiao Sen retorted in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yan immediately jumped onto the bed with a furious expression, straddled him, and slapped him across the face. "
Are you full? How dare you talk to me like that? Do you think I can't see it myself? Do you need to say anything?
I just thought it wouldn't be tied tight enough that way. Hmph!"

Xiao Sen felt a sharp pain on his face and a sullen stomach, but inwardly he found Zhen Yan's pretentious viciousness amusing. He dared not smile, and
could only speak cautiously and respectfully, "Yes, yes, it was my fault.
My bed was wrong too. If I had known you would come, I should have bought a big iron bed with chains hanging from the four corners."

The second slap landed hard on the other side of his face. "I'm not 'you,' I should call you 'Mistress.' Hmph!"

"Yes, yes, Mistress. Or, Mistress, why don't you just make do with the bindings? A little loose is fine."

"You wish! A little loose? What if you break free? Will I rape you or you rape me
? Hmph!"

Zhen Yan said through gritted teeth, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, but it vanished in an instant. "
Where's the rope? Is it ready?"

"Yes, yes. On top of the wardrobe."

Zhen Yan knelt up, her two slender legs clamping her slightly fat belly with unusual strength, and raised her hand to
strike. "Call her 'Mistress'! Call her every time!"

"Yes, yes, Mistress. If you can't reach it, just pull this bedside table over. It has wheels too."

Xiao Sen said even more respectfully, only catching his
breath .

Only in front of Zhen Yan could he easily show his true self. Seeing Zhen Yan begin to tie his hands and feet
one by one , Xiao Sen thought with a touch of smugness. Fate had truly been kind to him. After the beautiful and
aloof Ling Chen, the devoted and loving An Zhao, and the passive and obedient Yuan Xiaoyin, the cunning and clever Zhen
Yan had now come knocking on his door, finally giving him a wonderful outlet, freeing him from the need to
suppress . Although he didn't think this
version of himself was more real than the polite and refined version he was in front of his teachers, students, wife, and daughters, he couldn't possibly be happy if he had to maintain that image all year round.
If refinement and aloofness were his ideals, then vulgarity and baseness were his instincts. He couldn't reconcile them,
nor did he want to discard either. Without either, he wouldn't be the Xiao Sen he was today, capable of both high and low, of
feigning elegance and conforming to the common ways. He had always been very satisfied with himself.

It was just a pity she was about to go to America. Finding another
woman , and beautiful at that, was no easy task. Testing and cultivating Zhen Yan
had taken him a great deal of effort. Was there any way to keep her? Thinking this, Xiao Sen's gaze towards Zhen Yan
seemed to soften with a touch of tenderness.

Zhen Yan tied him up, stretching him into a "太" shape, and when she turned around and saw his gaze, she was startled.
"What are you looking at? Humph!"

Xiao Sen had no choice but to suppress his thoughts, twitching his penis and saying mischievously, "Nothing, nothing. Mistress,
how to rape me?"

Zhen Yan looked at him with disgust, then raised her head and spat, "Tch! You don't need to plan to rape me.
I'll just make sure you don't feel good."

After saying that, she reached out and gently stroked him a couple of times, then turned and got off the bed, taking off her clothes one by one.

"Mistress, you forgot to close and lock the door."

"What are you afraid of? It's still early. How could your wife and daughter possibly be home at this time?"

"It's better to be careful, Mistress. What if..."

"Alright, alright. You old man, you're so thoughtful. Humph!"

Zhen Yan interrupted him impatiently, went to bolt the door, and naturally quickened her pace, soon
lying naked on her side next to Xiao Sen.

With Zhen Yan's light, fleeting caresses, Xiao Sen couldn't help but groan repeatedly.

However, Zhen Yan hesitated to use any real force, instead teasing and caressing him, from his chest to his lower abdomen, to
his penis, to his thighs, calves, ankles, and soles, then back up to his shoulders, his neck, and
the soft flesh behind his ears. Xiao Sen, tickled, jerked his head a few times, as if to bite, but Zhen Yan immediately withdrew her hand, giggling
, then suddenly grabbed his ear, lifting his head into the air. Xiao Sen let
out his entire body tensing.

"Do you want to rebel? Do you think you're Li Zicheng?"

"I'm not! I'm your slave, your eternal and unchanging slave. Mistress."

"That's more like it, hehe..."

Before Xiao Sen could react, Zhen Yan had already leaned down and bit his arm tightly. Her other
hand quickly twisted his nipple, making a faint hissing sound.

Xiao Sen forcibly suppressed the urge to scream. He didn't want to miss the best opportunity to experience pleasure. At this moment,
they were rapidly rushing into his chest and mind, like three thick iron nails, easily piercing through the frozen
soil, penetrating the distant and warm memories below, firmly embedding themselves in that complex and delicate landscape.
Then , the entire bed gradually began to sink, at an unusually steady and constant speed, trapping him in an
abyss he had never reached before.

Guided by the gentle caresses of the wind, the painful pleasure had pierced through all the crust of earth, turning it into
a sieve .

Xiao Sen increasingly anticipated that final, devastating blow. He looked up, opened his eyes, and gazed at Zhen Yan, a pleading
look .

Zhen Yan stopped moving and smiled. "Will you still dare to disobey?"

"No, Mistress."

"From now on, will you have to listen to everything I say?"

In a daze, Xiao Sen hesitated instinctively for a moment, but still answered, "Yes, Mistress."

"Will you help me with my thesis defense?"

Xiao Sen's expression changed, but he didn't speak.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Enjoy yourself."

Zhen Yan stood up, pretending to leave, but her eyes remained on his face, as if she knew he would
temporarily submit.

The nails were disappearing little by little, and the frozen ground was gradually refreezing. Xiao Sen couldn't help but feel afraid, and said
helplessly , "I agree, okay? You slut, let me have some fun."

Zhen Yan smiled smugly, turned around and lay down again, grabbing his thighs and nipples with both hands, pinching and twisting them hard
, while her teeth simultaneously fell into the pubic hair around his penis, biting and nibbling meticulously.

Xiao Sen groaned again in the blink of an eye. Apart from sinking into a daze of pleasure, he had almost forgotten
everything . Every sensation in his body was being slowly drawn into Zhen Yan's mouth.

The abyss that had tempted him for so long remained as distant as ever.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Sen finally regained some consciousness, barely opening his eyes, only to see Zhen Yan
swallowing and releasing his penis. Startled, he quickly shouted, "What are you doing? Trying to make me lose my erection right now
? I haven't even raped you yet! Damn it..."

Zhen Yan's face twitched, and his movements immediately stopped. He sat up straight, looking out the window expressionlessly.

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