【The Young Women of the Central Bank】(Continued) (2.7) Author: Jiang Xiaomei

Author: Jiang Xiaomei
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Chapter Two: A Woman Adorns Herself for Her Lover 7

Lin Yingcheng had traveled across oceans and all over the world. Even though he was well-traveled and had seen countless people,
he had seen blonde, blue-eyed, voluptuous women, black girls with delicate skin, wasp waists, and shapely buttocks, as well as gentle and demure Japanese
women and wild Southeast Asian women. But none of these women had ever excited him so

much. Even he himself found it strange. Before meeting Zhao Ying, he had never felt such a strong
sexual desire for women. He had always thought he had lost his ambition for women because, no matter how hard he
tried before, his manhood was always weak and powerless, so he didn't have much desire in that
area .

But being with Zhao Ying was completely different. They were not only in sync and harmonious, but he could also completely relax after each
encounter , feeling soothed both physically and mentally. He realized that he wasn't aging at all. Even when Zhao Ying went home
and they couldn't be together anymore, he felt a sense of loss and a strong desire to be with her.

The massive rock, resembling a woman's buttocks, was about to be cut. Like all merchants who take risks, Ying Cheng
was superstitious. He consulted a fortune teller to choose an auspicious day, and a few days beforehand, he abstained from smoking, drinking, and any
contact . He spent his days in the tea room at Yuntai, brewing tea and silently contemplating in solitude.

But this time, his heart couldn't find peace. His mind was filled with images of Zhao Ying's snow-white body and her ecstatic moans on
the bed . He couldn't resist calling her; she was at home, anxiously awaiting his summons.
Ying Cheng leaned back against the white cushion, carefully placing the phone back in its place. Zhao Ying's voice on the phone had
been so tender and arousing, and his manhood had actually hardened.

"Just bear with it for a few more days, so I can recharge and then properly serve you," Zhao Ying's seductive
voice made her intoxicating body flash through his mind. He trembled as if electrocuted. He remembered how her
flickering eyes had captivated him, drawn him in. Oh! He sighed bitterly.

The stone he had bought for 3.8 million had been cut open to reveal an extremely rare glass-type violet with
green flecks. Under the intense light, it shone brightly and lustrously, an icy type, spring (violet) in color, with green flecks.
Connoisseurs called this spring color "Peach Blossom Spring." "Peach Blossom Spring" stones were flawless, without any inclusions or cracks, and were exquisitely beautiful.

Everyone present congratulated him, and Ying Cheng's face was full of happy smiles, but his heart was
calmer . He had seen all sorts of situations over the years. His secretary understood him better and whispered in his ear, "How about
we bring Miss Zhao over?"

Ying Cheng smiled and nodded. Just as the secretary was about to leave, he added, "Bring Miss Zhao the eldest as well." Compared to
the excitement and thrill he felt at receiving the stone, Ying Cheng's desire for women was even stronger at this moment. He even fantasized about
calling up the Zhao sisters, Zhao Ying and Zhao Lu. In this kingdom he had built with money and wealth, Lin
Yingcheng could do whatever he pleased, especially since today was indeed a
day to celebrate.

He gazed out at the shimmering lights of Victoria Harbour with a light heart,
simultaneously in two states: his body extremely excited, yet his mind relaxed. Mentally, his gamble had
paid off handsomely, but physically, after days of repression, he felt a strong need once released
.

He imagined the differences between the two sisters. The elder sister, Zhao Lu, alluring and sexy, whom he had once possessed.
He imagined her large breasts held tightly in his hands, his hands stroking between her full thighs. The tall and slender
Zhao Ying, her eyes like a lake hidden in a dense forest, her thick hair coiled over her
shoulders , added a touch of aloofness to her sensuality. Unlike her sister, she had well-proportioned, firm, and
lively breasts, and a flat, almost boyish abdomen.

He was surprised that he had made such a
somewhat imprecise comparison between Zhao Ying and Zhao Lu, whose figures were fuller and more rounded. One was strikingly sexy, the other soft and ordinary, yet
unforgettable. Zhao Ying appeared so aloof and confident, with an icy indifference. But Zhao Lu
was outwardly beautiful and captivating, with a fiery passion.

Suddenly, his phone rang; his secretary reported that the Zhao sisters had arrived. He simply instructed them to be taken to
Yuntai Feitian, feeling a surge of adrenaline. He hung up the phone and composed himself. With the air of a
mature man, eager to seize more opportunities in life, he walked briskly to greet them.

The elevator dinged, and the sisters emerged. Before him, Zhao Lu almost forgot how
stunning she was. Her short, messy hair accentuated
the full, white skin of her oval face; her features were striking, with high, prominent cheekbones; her lips were painted a rich, pinkish sheen
, perfectly highlighting her sensuality.

She wore a white, form-fitting top, revealing her smooth shoulders, and her flowing skirt almost touched the ground. Following behind her
was Zhao Ying, who, as the elevator doors opened, was adjusting her hem, wearing a tasteful, slightly
hazy pink linen blouse that accentuated her shapely figure. This made her look exceptionally young and elegant.
Her hair was loosely and casually piled up.

A backpack tucked under her arm, she gracefully swept across the carpeted elevator doors, her beautiful, long legs
fully revealed beneath her short skirt. "Quickly, take us to see it!" Zhao Lu clamored, agreeing
to lead them into his study. "Wow, this is amazing!" Zhao Lu exclaimed as soon as they entered.

The cut stones, varying in size, were laid out on a table covered with red silk. The largest piece
remained unprocessed, yet its delicate jade-like texture shone brightly even on the table.
From the shallow cut, a vibrant purplish-red hue flowed, like a blooming flower.

Bathed in the room's bright white light, it was translucent as water, the purplish-red even more brilliant, shimmering with a fluorescent glow and a rich, sweet
aroma, as if it might flow down the cut at any moment. Zhao Ying quietly and carefully observed,
wondering how beautiful it would be if the outer layer were removed, allowing even more light to pass through.

She casually picked up a piece the size of a fingernail; its delicate, glassy texture shone with a dazzling, alluring purplish-red fluorescence.
The light was unforgettable. The other scattered pieces were a vibrant, translucent emerald green, and even more surprisingly
, a deep purplish-red, all with a delicate texture, glistening and translucent. "You're amazing!" Zhao Ying exclaimed sincerely.

"Alright, let's eat," Ying Cheng said. They walked out of the study, where the secretary stood and said,
"As you instructed, the meal is ready. Australian lobster sashimi, caviar, smoked salmon, and a large
bottle of '76 Bordeaux red wine."

Ying Cheng ignored him, instead asking Zhao Ying, "How is it? Do you like it?" "Anything is fine," Zhao Ying said,
slowly walking into the garden. Turning back, she noticed Zhao Lu hadn't followed. "I need to call her."

"Let her be, her eyes are glued to those gems," Ying Cheng joked. The dining table was already
set in the open-air garden of Yuntai, where thousands of different kinds of roses emitted a rich fragrance, filling the air
with a pleasant floral aroma and the subtle scent of smoked fish and fresh vegetables. He sat down at the table and gestured
for Zhao Ying to sit in the chair opposite him.

After his secretary left two bottles of red wine and an ice bucket in front of them, he spoke. "I want
both of you sisters to be with me tonight." "We're here now, aren't we?" Zhao Ying retorted,
a smile plastered on her face. He seemed to hesitate, then said, "You misunderstood. I meant we should sleep together!"

The smile froze on Zhao Ying's face, and she gasped. Such utterly shameless words came from his
mouth without a trace of remorse, and sounded strangely exciting. "I've never
done this before. I can have two women at the same time," he said in a hoarse, seductive voice.

In the past, Zhao Ying would have either been furious or stormed off, but this time, she inexplicably chose
to compromise. She said, "Even if I were willing, my sister wouldn't agree."

"Don't worry, I'll persuade her." Just then, Zhao Lu came over: "What are you whispering about?"
Ying Cheng smiled without answering. He opened the bottle and poured the wine into three glasses on the table. As Zhao Lu went to get the glasses filled with wine
, he whispered something in her ear. Zhao Ying watched Zhao Lu's reaction intently.

She was taken aback at first, then burst into unrestrained laughter, not forgetting to pat Ying Cheng's shoulder: "How did you even
come up with that ?" She came over and leaned behind Zhao Ying, giving her a reassuring smile: "Don't mind it, men
are all like that."

Seeing Zhao Ying's serious expression, she put her arm around her shoulder: "Just think of it as me reliving an old dream." They looked
so happy and relaxed that Zhao Ying felt it would be impolite to refuse. She extended
a hand to Zhao Lu, who hesitantly took it. Zhao Ying then pulled her to her side.

The three of them enjoyed a meal in a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere. They frequently clinked glasses and drank, with
Zhao Lu being the most lively. She was witty and knowledgeable, discussing jade with great expertise, and wolfing down her
food like a hungry child in the street. When she reached for her wine glass, some juice dripped from the corner of her mouth
onto her chin.

Zhao Ying didn't eat much. She had Ying Cheng hold her as she sat on his lap, tilting her glass towards his
mouth . Ying Cheng sipped his wine, while his hands groped her body. Her arms
instinctively crossed to protect her chest; her neckline had slipped down, and her breasts were almost exposed.

Zhao Lu ate much more than the others, seemingly still wanting more. She grabbed a large bowl of strawberries and lemons,
slurping them down without a care for her unrefined eating manners. Ying Cheng gazed at her with satisfaction. What
moved her was that she never needed to be pretentious. She couldn't eat and politely declined any more drinks.

Ying Cheng then pulled her onto his other lap. Zhao Lu, even more alluringly, took half a glass of wine from the table,
took a large gulp, and then pressed her lips to his, slowly pouring the wine into his mouth.
Ying Cheng savored this nectar, holding her waist even tighter, pulling her closer.

Then, to Zhao Ying's surprise, he unzipped his pants, pulled out his large penis, and
stared defiantly into her eyes. Undoubtedly, he was excited by the scene before him; he
enjoyed this thrilling game. Zhao Lu laughed and said, "I can hardly wait to leave."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!" Ying Cheng said. Zhao Ying smiled. She had felt embarrassed before, but now she
was nine-tenths drunk and truly seduced. The three of them, staggering and seemingly drunk, helped each
other and stumbled, grabbing the doorframe for support.

Zhao Lu collapsed onto the huge bed, limbs outstretched, yelling for someone to help her undress. Zhao Ying
also slumped onto the sofa, her face and neck flushed red, her nipples faintly visible beneath her evening gown,
her breathing as rapid as Zhao Lu's.

Ying Cheng undressed Zhao Lu, revealing a voluptuous, full body before him. Her large, soft, round breasts
were incredibly sexy, her two alluring legs crossed, her lower abdomen slightly bulging,
covered by a thick layer of pubic hair, full and round like a steamed bun, her thick labia slightly parted, the cleft between them
moist and inviting.

Facing this beautiful body lying there, Ying Cheng recalled the times he had spent with her in the past, still feeling a sense of novelty,
even a touch of strangeness. He couldn't help but recall his first impression of her, her slightly hoarse laughter, and
her sharp cries during climax. His blood boiled; he found himself completely mesmerized by the scene before him,
his throat dry, unable to swallow.

Ying Cheng stood at the edge of the bed, between her legs. He bent down, his hands on the mattress, his head pressed against
her chest. His tongue was slowly licking Zhao Lu's breasts, skirting the nipples, avoiding them. Zhao Ying, watching from
the side saw the nipples already erect from the stimulation and heard the muffled
moans emanating from Zhao Lu's throat. She was trying to get his head directly onto her nipples.

Ying Cheng ignored her movements, continuing to lick the soft breast tissue around the nipples. Whenever Zhao Lu grabbed his
head and pulled it towards her, he would deliberately pull away, his tongue getting closer, touching the areola
with its small bumps. Zhao Lu's nipples stood even more erect, changing from dark red to bright red.

Zhao Lu's body writhed excitedly, emitting longing moans. Worse still, each time the responding
tongue licked Zhao Lu's breasts, Zhao Ying felt as if it were licking her own skin; her nipples swelled,
yearning to experience the same sensation as Zhao Lu.

[To be continued]

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