【The Mortal World】(Part 3) (281-320) Author: Forced by Life

Author: Forced by Life's Necessities
Word Count: 133785

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Xiangyu saw two or three strangely dressed young men standing at the entrance and vaguely sensed that this
wasn't a respectable place. She initially didn't want to go, but then she remembered that she was the one who told Zhou Menglong to choose the bar,
and now that he had chosen one, it would be unreasonable for her to go back on her word. After hesitating for a moment, Qian Xiangyu nodded
and said, "Okay, this one it is."

Seeing that Qian Xiangyu didn't refuse, Zhou Menglong found a parking space and parked the car. He got out first, walked around to
the other side of the car, and personally opened the door for Qian Xiangyu. The moment Qian Xiangyu's feet touched the ground, Zhou Menglong reached out and grasped
her delicate hand. Qian Xiangyu's heart raced. Although she wanted to indulge herself tonight, shyness
still prevented her from being completely at ease. The instant Zhou Menglong grasped her hand, Qian Xiangyu
recoiled as if electrocuted.

Zhou Menglong didn't mind at all, smiled at Qian Xiangyu, and took a half step back. Qian Xiangyu then got out
of the car and closed the door behind her. To avoid embarrassing Qian Xiangyu, Zhou Menglong slightly
distanced himself from her and smiled, "Sister, it's agreed beforehand that you're paying tonight."

"I never go back on my promises,"

Qian Xiangyu said.

"Oh, then I'm relieved. But, sister also promised to take me in as her younger brother, so why haven't I
heard sister call me 'younger brother'?"

Zhou Menglong's previous words were clearly a trap; this was what he really wanted to say. Qian Xiangyu
glanced at , her lips moving, and after a long while, a barely audible voice came from her lips,
"Younger brother."

Zhou Menglong and Qian Xiangyu entered the "Black Forest" bar. Inside, the lights flickered, and the music was deafening.
It was only a little past six o'clock; most people who frequented bars were eating at this time, so the bar
wasn't crowded. Zhou Menglong and Qian Xiangyu found a table very close to the central dance floor. Zhou Menglong called
over a female bartender in a miniskirt.

"Two bottles of Chivas Regal 18-year-old, three bottles of Carlsberg, and some snacks, please."

Zhou Menglong was clearly a seasoned drinker; he didn't even need a menu for the drinks. He also ordered some snacks. He and
Qian Xiangyu hadn't eaten anything, and their stomachs were rumbling after work, hence
the snacks. After ordering, Zhou Menglong gestured to the young female bartender to bring the drinks and snacks quickly.
Although Qian Xiangyu didn't know the exact price, just hearing about the two bottles of Chivas Regal told
her it would cost at least a thousand yuan. It seemed Zhou Menglong wasn't being polite. Just as she was about to pay, she saw Zhou Menglong
smilingly hand his credit card to the female bartender, pat her on the buttocks, and signal her to hurry up and process the payment.

"Manager Zhou, what's going on..."

Qian Xiangyu hadn't finished speaking when she heard Zhou Menglong complain, "Sister, didn't we agree not to talk about work
? I'm your brother in private, why are you calling me Manager Zhou?"

"I know," Qian Xiangyu said softly, "I forgot, but I saw you were going to pay the bill and I got
anxious. Didn't we agree that I'd treat you today? Why are you paying?"

"It doesn't matter, why should we be so formal? Who pays doesn't matter."

To an outsider who didn't know the situation, Zhou Menglong's tone made it sound like they had a close relationship.
Qian Xiangyu wanted to argue with Zhou Menglong about paying, but then she saw him shift his gaze to the center of the area and point
at her, saying, "Sister, there's going to be a performance soon, I guarantee it'll be amazing. See that pole over there
? There's going to be a pole dance performance later."

"Do you come here often?"

Qian Xiangyu frowned. She felt the place was too noisy, especially the deafening music.
Compared to this kind of loud music... She preferred classical music, the kind that's elegant and gentle. "I've only been here
once or twice. Like I said, I don't really like bars. Of course, coming to a bar for a drink is a good
way to release stress,"

Zhou Menglong said with a smile. "Everyone releases stress differently. I'd like to know how you release
stress, ?"

"Listening to music, shopping, going for a run, or traveling with Xiaoyu,"

Qian Xiangyu said with a faint smile. "As a mother, my greatest happiness is
being . As long as I see Xiaoyu, I have no stress at all."

"Being a mother is really not easy. Especially for a strong woman like you, sister,"

Zhou Menglong said sincerely, without a hint of joking. Qian Xiangyu felt a little embarrassed
by . She looked away, avoiding his gaze, and said, "
You'll understand when you have a family. For a woman, the most important things are her husband and children. I
don't have a husband anymore; Xiaoyu is my everything."

Zhou Menglong had long understood Qian Xiangyu's feelings. Although he wasn't a psychologist, he had
considerable knowledge of psychology, and more importantly, he was adept at analyzing personality. He believed that Qian Xiangyu was the
kind of woman who cared too much about her family and what others thought of her, which was why she hadn't remarried. It could be said that
deep down, Qian Xiangyu longed for a man she could rely on.

Unfortunately, Zhou Menglong didn't want to be that man, or rather, at this stage, he didn't want to be
the man in Qian Xiangyu's heart. Zhou Menglong didn't want to get involved in
another . Compared to Zhao Shuli, and even Li Yueling and others, Qian Xiangyu couldn't afford to play games
of ambiguity . In fact, if he were to develop a relationship with her, Xiang Tianhong and his ilk, who would have been eager for her
to leave Hengxin Group, would have found numerous excuses, making things very complicated.

Zhou Menglong wasn't worried about Xiang Tianhong; he was concerned that if Qian Xiangyu developed feelings for him, she might
become clingy . The more mature a woman, the harder she was to deal with, because they had no inhibitions. Zhou Menglong
was also reluctant to part with Qian Xiangyu; she exuded a mature woman's allure, making him want to tease her
again. It was this conflicting feeling that made him want to maintain a certain distance while simultaneously trying
to get closer to her.

After hearing Qian Xiangyu's words, Zhou Menglong agreed, replying, "Indeed, some things
can only be truly understood through experience. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Zhou Menglong said, "Let me tell you a joke, just to lighten the mood."

Qian Xiangyu turned her head, nodded, and said, "That's true, you're not a woman, how would you understand
a woman's psychology? Okay, I haven't been in the mood for jokes in a long time, it's rare that I have the leisure today, so tell me one."

Zhou Menglong said seriously, "Sister, first of all, let me state that I'm not

responsible if you laugh your head off." "Don't keep me in suspense. I don't even know if your joke is funny or not, and you're already giving me a heads-up.
If it's not funny, you'd better watch out, I'm not a woman who likes to be fooled."

"That's right, that's right, I know your character very well, sister."

Zhou Menglong laughed, cleared his throat, and said, "There was a man and a woman who, because they had no
place stay, spent their wedding night at the woman's house. The next morning, the young couple didn't come downstairs for breakfast,
and the woman's parents didn't think much of it. By noon, the young couple still hadn't come downstairs. The woman's parents assumed that the young couple was too tired to get up the night
before , so they didn't pay any more attention. But when the young couple still didn't come down for breakfast
that evening, the woman's parents couldn't sit still anymore. They wondered why the young couple hadn't come downstairs."

Zhou Menglong paused deliberately here, and asked Qian Xiangyu with a smile, "Sister, guess what
the reason is?"

"How would I know?"

Qian Xiangyu was already intrigued; she couldn't wait to know the answer, but Zhou Menglong didn't finish.
Instead, slowly picked up the Chivas Regal that had just been delivered and poured a glass for him and Qian Xiangyu each. Qian Xiangyu
couldn't help but press, "Tell me quickly, what happened?"

Seeing Qian Xiangyu's genuine anxiety, Zhou Menglong continued, "The woman's parents called their
youngest son over. They asked him if he knew what had happened to his sister and brother-in-law last night, and why they hadn't
come downstairs yet. The youngest son honestly said nothing was wrong; his brother-in-law had asked him for some Vaseline, but unfortunately,
he had just run out. So he gave his brother-in-law some super glue he used for model making."

After Zhou Menglong finished speaking, Qian Xiangyu didn't immediately understand what he meant. But seeing Zhou Menglong
's mischievous smile, she vaguely sensed something was amiss, and suddenly, she realized the outcome. Qian Xiangyu's face
flushed red, and she bit her lip tightly, trying not to laugh out loud. Zhou Menglong stared at Qian Xiangyu's face, still
grinning mischievously, until Qian Xiangyu glared at him. Only then did Zhou Menglong stop grinning, pick up his wine glass, and take a sip
. Qian Xiangyu took a small sip, then put down her glass. She smiled helplessly, "No wonder
the female employees in the company say you like telling dirty jokes. I didn't believe it before, but now I completely believe it."

"What's the point of hiding things between men and women? To put it bluntly, those people
who pretend to be virtuous probably quite lecherous behind the scenes. Sigh, if you ask me, it's better to be open
and honest than to hide it. That way, you seem upright and honorable."

Qian Xiangyu laughed, "Zhou Menglong, if you ask me, you've been abroad for too long and don't understand our national conditions.
Chinese people value Confucianism. This Confucianism..."

Before Qian Xiangyu could finish, Zhou Menglong interrupted, "Don't talk to me about Confucianism.
To be honest, I don't like the kind of outdated things Confucianism promotes, like humility and courtesy. If China hadn't
been poisoned by Confucianism for thousands of years, would we have fallen to this state?"

"That's wrong of you. Confucianism is the essence of our Chinese nation,"

Qian Xiangyu retorted, not to be outdone. "Many countries are now promoting Confucianism and respecting Confucius,
which shows that Confucianism is respected by people all over the world. As a Chinese person, you should be proud."

Zhou Menglong curled his lip disdainfully and said, "Unfortunately, I prefer violence to courtesy." Qian
Xiangyu frowned, downed the wine in her glass in one gulp, and said with considerable disappointment, "I have no interest in chatting with someone who forgets their roots
. I'm leaving now." "

When Zhou Menglong saw that Qian Xiangyu had suddenly turned on him, and that she was
about he grabbed her shoulder with his right hand and said, 'Sister, why are you angry? We
're just arguing.'

Qian Xiangyu tried to stand up, but Zhou Menglong held her shoulder, preventing her from moving. She could only complain,
' What are you doing? Let me go!'

'I won't let go. I'm used to being a rogue,'

Zhou Menglong said shamelessly. 'Sister, don't be angry. Come and have a drink.'

As he spoke, he filled Qian Xiangyu's glass with wine and held it to her lips. " Qian Xiangyu
glanced , knowing she couldn't do anything about him. Seeing him resort to shameless tactics, she could only reach for
the glass, take a small sip of wine, and complain, "Fine, are you satisfied now? Take your hand away."

"Sister, don't keep a straight face, it's unsightly."

Zhou Menglong showed no sign of letting go; on the contrary, he used his right hand to pull Qian Xiangyu's
voluptuous body, exuding a mature woman's allure, closer to him, flattering her, "Sister, you're very beautiful,
but if you always keep a straight face, you won't look good. If you ask me, you should smile more often. I guarantee that when you smile,
you can charm more than half the men in our company, including me, of course."

Qian Xiangyu clearly felt Zhou Menglong pulling her closer to his chest. Reason told her she should immediately
reject this ambiguous action, but the inner stimulation made her unable to control herself, unwilling to make any move. She had just downed the wine in her glass
in one gulp . Although Qian Xiangyu had a decent tolerance for alcohol,
she felt somewhat drunk in the hazy atmosphere around her. Qian Xiangyu knew Zhou Menglong was flattering her, but she thoroughly enjoyed it.
What woman doesn't want a man's compliments? Qian Xiangyu was a woman too; she also longed for compliments, for
a man's affection, and for the comfort of nestling in his warm, broad embrace when she was tired.

After enduring so much, meeting Zhou Menglong finally made her first step in many years. Without
any resistance, she nestled in his warm embrace, inhaling the distinctive masculine
scent emanating from him. But Qian Xiangyu was, after all, a mature woman. Even in her hazy state, she knew how
not to become as wanton and unrestrained as a prostitute. She had to maintain her moral compass, even though she desperately
craved a man's affection.

"You're such a liar. No wonder so many female employees like you; you've got a sweet tongue."

Qian Xiangyu pretended not to notice that she was nestled in Zhou Menglong's arms, holding her wine glass and taking small sips.
Then, she slowly said, "Okay, I promise I won't leave, but you shouldn't have put your hands on me. I'm
not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl anymore. Don't forget, I'm almost ten years older than you. Aren't you afraid of being seen and
laughed at ?"

Qian Xiangyu's words were full of ambiguity. Zhou Menglong chuckled and said, "Sister, I didn't
do anything . Is it wrong for a younger brother to drink with his older sister? Let whoever wants to say it, let's drink
. Come on, let's drink."

Seeing that Zhou Menglong was uninhibited, Qian Xiangyu held her wine glass and laughed, "Yes, that's right. We
're siblings, it's normal to drink together. But let's make it clear beforehand, this is only for private conversations. I
don't want it to come into the workplace."

"Of course, do you think I'm someone who can't separate public and private matters?"

Hearing Qian Xiangyu say this, Zhou Menglong felt relieved, knowing that Qian Xiangyu had tacitly accepted their
relationship. This sibling relationship was just an excuse; what kind of siblings were they? However,
since Qian Xiangyu had accepted this relationship, Zhou Menglong didn't say much. He continued to hold Qian Xiangyu's voluptuous, mature
body and drink with her. The two ate snacks, drank, and chatted, and before they knew it, the
bar had become crowded. With the appearance of a dozen scantily clad, heavily made-up girls, the most
exciting performance of the night began. Like most bars in Beihai City,

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"Black Forest" bar featured striptease performances. The government strictly prohibited
any bar from having striptease performances, but there were always ways to circumvent the regulations. Many people came to
these bars specifically to see the striptease performances; the scantily clad, sexy women performed on stage, striking
various alluring poses, eliciting whistles and screams.

Qian Xiangyu and Zhou Menglong drank a bottle of Chivas Regal and two bottles of Carlsberg. The effect of this mixed drink was not something most people
could handle. Qian Xiangyu unconsciously felt dizzy, a surge of heat rose from her heart, and she
became more talkative. She nestled in Zhou Menglong's arms, her face flushed with drunkenness, and laughed, "Little brother,
do like watching this kind of rubbish? You see those girls wiggling their hips and sticking out their legs, what's
the point?"

Zhou Menglong's right arm was around Qian Xiangyu, and his left hand held a wine glass. He took small sips of wine and said, "Sister,
you don't understand. This is called the allure of youth. Some men just like this. Haven't you heard of rich men who specifically seek out young
girls to sleep with? They just like this kind of thing. Sigh, if you ask me, beauty and youth are just
empty shells, fleeting moments. It's just that some people can't understand it."

"And what about you? Don't you look at these things either? If you ask me, you're more of a temptress."

Qian Xiangyu squinted at Zhou Menglong's face. Zhou Menglong didn't look away, instead bringing his
face closer to Qian Xiangyu's. They were very close, and Qian Xiangyu smelled the faint scent of smoke emanating from Zhou Menglong's nose. This
scent acted like an aphrodisiac, stimulating Qian Xiangyu's heart, making her feel like she was on fire.

Just as Qian Xiangyu's heart opened, Zhou Menglong pressed his lips to Qian Xiangyu
's lips, which had longed for but hadn't felt a man's touch in a long time. Qian Xiangyu didn't resist, closing her beautiful eyes, which were filled with a hazy look.
Zhou Menglong's tongue pried open Qian Xiangyu's tightly closed teeth, sliding into Qian Xiangyu's mouth, greedily sucking her fragrant saliva.

In the environment of a bar, no one would care if someone was kissing in a bar. It was Zhou Menglong who first pulled
his lips away. He took a small sip of his drink and shifted his gaze to the stage. Qian Xiangyu opened her eyes, a hint of disappointment
on She picked up her wine glass and took a sip. Then, struggling to her feet from Zhou Menglong's embrace
, she said, "I'm going to the restroom." "

Sister, do you need me to help you?"

Zhou Menglong asked with concern, noticing Qian Xiangyu had drunk quite a bit. Qian Xiangyu waved her hand, saying, "No need,
I'm not drunk, don't worry."

With that, she left her seat. Zhou Menglong didn't follow. He held his wine glass, thinking to himself,
"What's wrong with me? We could have gone further just now, why did I choose to separate?
What am I worried about?"

Qian Xiangyu staggered to the restroom. She lifted the toilet seat, opened her mouth, and
vomited . Tonight, she felt she had drunk quite a bit; this was the first time in many years she had been so indulgent.
After vomiting, Qian Xiangyu went to the sink, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on her feverish face.
After doing this more than ten times, Qian Xiangyu finally felt much more sober.

She let out a long sigh and said to herself in the mirror, "Qian Xiangyu, remember this. You're just here to
relax. You've been working very hard lately. You just want to unwind. You still have Xiaoyu at home; you must come home."

After saying this, Qian Xiangyu called her son again, telling him that she had something to do that evening and
might be home in an hour. Xiao Xiaoyu was already used to this kind of life and
was used to his mother coming home late.

After hanging up, Qian Xiangyu made up her mind to go home early. She couldn't continue drinking with Zhou Menglong. She couldn't control her desires
anymore , and if she continued, the consequences would be beyond her control.

Qian Xiangyu walked out of the restroom. The bar was crowded at this time, and it wouldn't be easy to walk through the crowd back to her seat
. Qian Xiangyu struggled to push through the crowd. As she passed the bar, she suddenly
saw a man sitting at the bar with his back to her, drinking. His back looked very familiar, but she couldn't
remember who he was.

Just as Qian Xiangyu was wondering who the man was, a young woman suddenly pushed her way through the crowd.
She reached the man's side and shouted, "Meng Xuezhi, you really did me a favor! Tell me, who is she?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Qian Xiangyu turned around and was shocked to see that the young woman was her
assistant Fu Xuehua. She saw Fu Xuehua angrily pointing at the middle-aged
woman, around forty-five or forty-six years old, sitting next to the man, questioning her. Qian Xiangyu finally remembered who the man was; he was Fu Xuehua's boyfriend, Meng Xuezhi. Qian
Xiangyu had once bumped into Fu Xuehua and her boyfriend while shopping, and through Fu Xuehua's introduction, she had gotten to know
Meng Xuezhi. She didn't have a good impression of him; she always felt that Meng Xuezhi was looking at her with a strange gaze
, making her very uncomfortable.

Seeing Fu Xuehua's angry expression, she guessed what had happened. Qian Xiangyu wanted to go forward...
But she hesitated. After all, she was the vice president of Hengxin Group. If word got out that she was drinking here, who knew
what kind of impact it would have on the company? Qian Xiangyu hesitated and didn't move. She turned her body slightly, trying her best not to be seen
by Fu Xuehua .

Fu Xuehua was extremely angry at the moment and didn't care about anything else. She never expected Qian Xiangyu to be in the bar.
She stared angrily at Meng Xuezhi's fair face and questioned him. Meng Xuezhi's face showed a look of surprise.
He didn't expect Fu Xuehua to be in the bar. Afraid that Fu Xuehua would ruin his good time, he quickly
grabbed Fu Xuehua's arm and said repeatedly, "What are you doing? Let's talk outside."

"Why do we have to talk outside? Can't we talk here?"

Fu Xuehua shook off his arm forcefully, glared at Meng Xuezhi, and said sharply, "Tell me clearly what
happened . Who is this woman?"

Fu Xuehua pointed at the middle-aged woman sitting at the bar, dressed in jewels, and questioned Meng Xuezhi.
The middle-aged woman frowned, a contemptuous sneer playing on her lips. She downed her "Cold
Night Rose in one gulp, picked up her purse, and stood up. She patted Fu Xuehua's shoulder and
sneered, "Little sister, watch your mouth. Don't point your finger at me. Well, isn't it obvious? Your
boyfriend is very comfortable with me; frankly, I'm keeping him. These days, the worst thing is being broke.
Look at your outfit, you're a penniless pauper. Fine, I won't argue with you. Xuezhi, I think you need to
spend some time dealing with your girlfriend's affairs. I'm leaving now. Remember to call me after you've dealt with it."

"Shameless!"

Fu Xuehua, enraged by the woman, blurted out the insult. The woman's face changed, and she snapped,
"What did you say about me?"

"I said you're shameless, you only know how to seduce men,"

Fu Xuehua retorted defiantly. The woman's face turned ashen. Her lips trembled. She hadn't expected anyone to
dare insult her like that. She turned to Meng Xuezhi and said coldly, "Xuezhi, what are you waiting for?
How can you not teach a woman like this a lesson?"

Meng Xuezhi hesitated. He looked at Fu Xuehua, then at the middle-aged woman, unable to make a decision.
Seeing Meng Xuezhi's reaction, the middle-aged woman's anger flared, and she sneered, "Xuezhi, not bad. You have guts!
Fine. Then don't come looking for me again!"

As soon as she said this, Meng Xuezhi's face changed. He bit his lip, raised his hand
, and slapped Fu Xuehua across the face. Fu Xuehua was stunned. She covered her face with her right hand, staring motionlessly at Meng Xuezhi, tears
welling in her eyes. The woman burst into laughter, cursing, "You little brat, you haven't even grown your hair yet, and you dare to mess
with me? You really don't know your place!" Qian Xiangyu couldn't stand it anymore. She pushed through the crowd and stood in
front of the woman. She had drunk quite a bit and was slightly drunk. She raised her hand and slapped the middle-aged woman across the face, coldly
looking at her and saying, "You're shameless! You've disgraced all women!"

"You dare hit me? Do you know who I am?"

The middle-aged woman stared at Qian Xiangyu in disbelief. "I don't care who you are, I just can't stand it."

Qian Xiangyu was also angry. At the company, she was always bold and outspoken, and she was the same way outside. Now that she had hit
this woman, she didn't care anymore. With her right arm around Fu Xuehua's shoulder, she comforted her, "
Xuehua , don't be sad over such a shameless man, let's go!"

"Stop!"

the middle-aged woman roared like a madwoman, "You wretched woman, you think you can just leave after hitting me?
There's no such thing as a free lunch!"

Then, she yelled at Meng Xuezhi beside her, "Didn't you see I'm being bullied? Why
aren't Give this wretched woman a good lesson!"

Meng Xuezhi instinctively raised his right hand, intending to strike Qian Xiangyu, but just as he did, he
suddenly felt as if his right wrist was being clamped by steel pincers, unable to move. A piercing
pain shot through his wrist, going straight to his heart, causing Meng Xuezhi to cry out in agony, "Ouch, ouch!"

Only then did Qian Xiangyu notice that Zhou Menglong had somehow appeared behind her, his right hand
gripping Meng Xuezhi's right wrist, a cold, cruel smile playing on his lips. As Zhou Menglong released his grip, Meng Xuezhi clutched
his right wrist , screaming in pain. "You only know how to bully women's spinelessness, and you still have the nerve to scream,"

Zhou Menglong sneered. "You'd better slap yourself, or I'll regret
it."

Meng Xuezhi took a step back, looking at his wrist, reddened by Zhou Menglong's grip, and feigned toughness, saying, "Who are you,
daring to interfere in my affairs?"

"I'm your ancestor, are you satisfied with that answer?"

The middle-aged woman, still furious, suddenly saw a fair-skinned man daring to interfere, and became even more
enraged , saying angrily, "Fine, I didn't expect another fearless brat to appear. You can tell at a glance he's no
good."

The middle-aged woman took out a wad of banknotes from her bag, flicked them in her hand, making a clattering sound, and held them up:
"Anyone who slaps this couple gets a hundred, a kick gets two hundred. I'm rich.
Even if I beat them to death, I'll make sure you're safe."

These words ignited the interest of the young men who had been watching. These young men, who weren't exactly saints, were eager to try
their Hearing that they could get money for beating people seemed too
easy. So, one of them immediately kicked Zhou Menglong in the backside. Although the kick was light, it
instantly enraged Zhou Menglong. He turned and saw a
young man reaching for the money in the middle-aged woman's hand. Zhou Menglong's right fist clenched, and he punched the young man in
the chin. The punch caused the young man to cough up blood, his broken teeth mixed with the blood.
The young man collapsed to the ground, convulsing.

This punch sparked a frenzy. Some of the desperate men, emboldened by their numbers, began swinging their fists at Zhou Menglong.
Fearing Qian Xiangyu might be implicated, Zhou Menglong flipped over and landed among the performing women,
startling them into screaming and scattering in all directions. Zhou Menglong stood alone on the stage, surrounded by a crowd of red-eyed
young men. "Come up here, or I'll make sure you leave on your backs."

Facing such a large group, Zhou Menglong showed no fear; on the contrary, he appeared unusually arrogant.
A cold , and his sharp, piercing eyes swept across the crowd. "Come on, I have money, go ahead and try."
" Hit him! Punch him once, I'll give you two hundred; kick him once, I'll give you three hundred!"

The middle-aged woman shouted loudly near the bar, waving money around. Meng Xuezhi, now also arrogant,
yelled , "Kill this bastard!" Hearing about the money, the young men became bolder and rushed onto the stage
.

Zhou Menglong was ruthless. He kicked a man who had just approached him, sending him flying
over a meter into the air before he crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Zhou Menglong then swung his fists, alternating left and right.
Standing in the center of the stage, he beat the clueless young men off the stage like a punching bag.
Anyone hit by Zhou Menglong suffered anything from minor injuries like blood gushing from their nose and mouth, and teeth flying out; others collapsed unconscious.

Suddenly, someone hit Zhou Menglong on the head with a broken bottle, the liquor dripping
down . Zhou Menglong turned around and saw the young man holding the broken bottle... The young boy's face turned deathly pale, and he staggered backward.
Just as Zhou Menglong turned his back, several more people took the opportunity to strike him repeatedly on the back.
Strangely, Zhou Menglong didn't react at all, letting them hit his back. Just as the men
were secretly pleased, thinking they could get their money, they suddenly heard Zhou Menglong roar. The boy with the bottle
was instantly dumbfounded; he saw two beams of blood-red light shoot out from Zhou Menglong's eyes.

Zhou Menglong's eyes turned blood-red, and he roared. He grabbed
the right arm of the young boy who had hit him on the head with his right hand, twisted it forcefully, and heard a crack. The young boy's arm was broken by Zhou Menglong.
Immediately afterward, Zhou Menglong punched the young boy in the face. The boy's face was twisted to the side, and his whole
body flew out, crashing heavily against the wall.

"You ignorant fool, how did your parents give birth to you?"

Zhou Menglong spat at the young boy, then turned around, letting out a
chilling laugh, and said sinisterly, "Gentlemen, are you having fun? Now it's my turn."

With that, he grabbed the waist of the burly man closest to him, slammed him to the ground
, and Zhou Menglong didn't stop there. He twisted the man's arm, and with a twist of his body, the man screamed
as Zhou Menglong broke his arm.

Zhou

Menglong then kicked the burly man in the stomach, knocking him unconscious instantly. The others were all
dumbfounded. These young men, who seemed so arrogant and desperate, were no match for a truly ruthless opponent
. The light in Zhou Menglong's eyes was no longer that of a normal person; he was
like a maddened beast, disregarding everything and acting with ruthless cruelty.

A young man was kicked in the groin by Zhou Menglong, rendering him utterly incapable of being a man for life.
Seeing the situation was dire, the others tried to flee, but Zhou Menglong wasn't about to let them go. He grabbed one and
delivered a vicious punch, leaving them sprawled on the ground, unable to move. Dozens of people crowded into the narrow entrance of the bar, desperately
trying to escape, anyone who tripped being trampled and seriously injured. Zhou Menglong pursued them relentlessly, managing to get only
a dozen or so out of the bar.

These people thought they were finally safe, but little did they expect that when they turned around, they would see Zhou Menglong chasing
after them , right at the bar entrance, knocking them all to the ground. Then, Zhou Menglong returned to the bar,
grabbing Meng Xuezhi and the middle-aged woman by the hair, dragging them out like dead dogs. Qian Xiangyu and
Fu Xuehua were dumbfounded, seeing people lying everywhere inside the bar, screams filling the air, as if
a catastrophe had struck. The two women remembered that Zhou Menglong had dragged Meng Xuezhi and the woman whose identity they didn't know
outside, and fearing that Zhou Menglong might do something excessive, they quickly chased after him.

Just as Zhou Menglong dragged Meng Xuezhi and the middle-aged woman into the bar
's lobby, they saw more than a dozen men wielding sticks burst in from outside. Leading them was the bar's behind-the-scenes owner, nicknamed Blackie. Blackie was
a somewhat successful hoodlum, quite shrewd in business, and had invested all his money in the bar. He
hadn't been in the bar earlier; his bouncers had told him that someone was causing trouble inside and had even clashed with "
Second Sister ."

Upon hearing that "Second Sister" was in trouble, Blackie rushed over with his men to help, knowing
the power of this woman nicknamed "Second Sister," and often needing her assistance. However, as soon as he arrived in the bar
lobby , he saw "Second Sister" being dragged by the hair and pulled out. Only then did he order his men to surround Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong
was blinded by rage, his mind blank, his body surging with murderous intent as if beyond his control. He
threw the man and woman he was holding onto the ground, stomped hard on their backs twice, and roared, "Which of you is
coming to your death?!"

People fear those who have no regard for their lives, and even the black-skinned man was intimidated by this display. He was no longer the penniless
thug he once was. Now he was a wealthy man driving sports cars and keeping beautiful women. The "Second Sister" in front of him lay on
the ground . He thought to himself, "This woman's family is rich, and I've heard she has connections with government officials. Given her complicated
background, if I save her, she might be grateful and take care of me in the future."

Thinking this, Blackie shouted to his men, "Beat him! Beat this kid badly!"

The men brandished their swords and charged at Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong, his bloodlust ignited, drew
his dagger in a flash. He gripped the dagger when a young man from the Southern Kingdom rushed towards him. Zhou Menglong sidestepped the young man,
then plunged the dagger into the boy
's back, the tip piercing through the back. Zhou Menglong pulled the dagger out, blood spurting out, and the
boy collapsed to the ground.

Qian Xiangyu and Fu Xuehua had just arrived. Seeing the scene, Fu Xuehua trembled, and Qian Xiangyu turned pale with
fright. This was no joke; a life was at stake. If he killed someone, Zhou Menglong was finished.
Qian Xiangyu disregarded everything else, rushing to Zhou Menglong's side, grabbing his right hand holding the dagger, and urgently cried out
, "Are you crazy? Let go! You've killed someone!"

Zhou Menglong was in a semi-mad state, but he still retained some clarity and recognized Qian Xiangyu. Fearing he
might kill Qian Xiangyu in a moment of impulse, he roared, "You're courting death! I can't control myself, get out of here!"

"I won't let go,"

Qian Xiangyu cried, gripping Zhou Menglong's hand tightly. Hei Pi and the others were dumbfounded; they...
Seeing his companion stabbed alive was a brutal act beyond compare. Blackie,
a man of the world, quickly calmed down, biting his lip and saying, "We can't let this kid get out alive, or
we're finished."

Just then, sirens blared outside, and police arrived after receiving a report.
Hearing the sirens, Qian Xiangyu, with a sudden burst of strength, snatched the dagger and threw it on the ground.
"Don't move! Don't move at all!"

More than ten armed police officers rushed in. Blackie and the others obediently threw Nan Bangguo to the ground. Seeing
this, the police assumed a brawl had broken out and quickly called an ambulance to aid the wounded.

Li Feiyan arrived at the police
station . Upon arriving, she saw several young men being interrogated. As soon as Xiao Zhao saw Li Feiyan arrive,
he brought her a freshly brewed coffee and approached her with a smile, "Sister Zhou, I'm sorry to call
you at this hour, but I had no choice. I called Captain Tian's cell phone several times, but no one answered. I don't know what Captain Tian is doing
. Sister Zhou, do you think Captain Tian might be doing 'that' with his wife right now?"

"You're always talking nonsense,"

Li Feiyan rolled her eyes at Xiao Zhao and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's a big problem,"

Xiao Zhao's joking smile vanished, and he answered seriously, "Something happened at Blackie's bar. When we
got there, the whole place was full of people lying on the floor. It was like a disaster. Blackie and a dozen men surrounded your
friend Zhou Menglong. If we hadn't arrived in time, your friend might be dead right now."

"What?"

Li Feiyan was shocked. She hadn't expected this matter to involve Zhou Menglong. Xiao Zhao lowered his voice and whispered
, "Sister Zhou, there are about forty people seriously injured, and quite a few others with minor injuries.
One of Blackie's men was stabbed and is still in the hospital. They all say it was your friend who did it,
which makes things difficult. You know your friend can't escape involvement. I suggest we classify
this as a gang fight. We've investigated, and most of the injured have criminal records, and
Blackie is a gangster. We just couldn't find any evidence against him. This time, we've caught him
red-handed. If we classify it as a gang fight, the whole thing will be much easier. Not only can we take down Blackie's
gang, but we can also minimize the impact. I've already spoken to the brothers. They
can't reveal what happened tonight."

Li Feiyan frowned. After a long pause, she finally nodded slightly. She said in a low voice, "Xiao Zhao, go and do it
. We must crack down on these scumbags, otherwise the innocent citizens of Beihai City will suffer."

"Alright, Sister Zhou, just wait and see. Hei Pi's gang already has a lot of cases on their hands, but we just
can't catch Hei Pi. This time, I'll teach him a lesson and show him that we
police are not to be trifled with."

After saying that, Xiao Zhao ran off to interrogate them.

Li Feiyan frowned. After standing for a while, she went inside. In several rooms inside,
police officers were also interrogating people. Li Feiyan went straight to the room where Zhou Menglong, Qian Xiangyu, and the others were. This
was not an interrogation room. There was only a male police officer sitting in the room in front of a computer, while Zhou Menglong sat in a chair with his head down.
There was a cup of tea on the table in front of him, but Zhou Menglong looked like a wilted eggplant, without any energy.
Sitting next to Zhou Menglong were Qian Xiangyu and Fu Xuehua, both holding water but not drinking it. They
whispered , their gazes frequently drifting towards Zhou Menglong.

As soon as Li Feiyan entered the room, the policeman greeted her, but Li Feiyan gestured for him to continue his work
before going directly to Zhou Menglong. "Zhou Menglong, come with me,"

Li Feiyan commanded sternly. "What for?"

Qian Xiangyu, seeing a policeman about to take Zhou Menglong away, assumed he was going to be interrogated and quickly stood up to stop him.
"This has nothing to do with him. He was only acting in self-defense. Is that a crime? I remember our
laws stipulate that citizens have the right to appropriate self-defense." Who are you?

Seeing a glamorous woman speaking up for Zhou Menglong with a hint of hostility, Li Feiyan asked, "... "

Qian Xiangyu, oblivious to the hostility in Li Feiyan's words, didn't know the relationship
between , assuming Li Feiyan was just a police officer on duty. "I'm the vice president of Hengxin Group, and also his
superior,"

Li Feiyan said,
lowering her guard without delving into why Zhou Menglong's superior was at the police station. Her tone softened. "Don't worry, we police won't wrong an innocent person, nor will we
let a guilty person go free."

"But..."

Qian Xiangyu was about to continue when she saw Zhou Menglong, who had been keeping his head down, stand up
and say , "Vice President Qian, please stop. I'm fine."

Li Feiyan felt that Zhou Menglong was completely different from the Zhou Menglong she knew before. The
Zhou Menglong before her had no sharp edges; it was hard to imagine that he was the same person who always spoke lewdly. Li Feiyan turned
and walked out of the room, Zhou Menglong following her.

Li Feiyan led Zhou Menglong to the police station. Right at the entrance, Li Feiyan stopped,
turned around, and glared at Zhou Menglong with a stern look. Her voice was harsh as she said, "Zhou Menglong, tell
me honestly, did you injure these people?"

"What do you think?"

Zhou Menglong plopped down on the ground, not arguing with Li Feiyan as usual, but gazing at the distant
lights , his expression rather forlorn.

Li Feiyan had expected Zhou Menglong to try and deny it, giving her
an . But Zhou Menglong's demeanor made her feel helpless. She could only sit beside him and say,
"Zhou Menglong, I believe you injured all these people."

"Yes, I did it all. I haven't denied it,"

Zhou Menglong said.

"Do you know the consequences? This is China. You must abide by Chinese law. I'm a police officer, and I have to
warn you. You've committed a serious offense this time, and you might even face imprisonment."

"It doesn't matter. It means nothing to me. First, you can't do anything to me. Even if I broke
the law, you have no right to arrest me. I'll be deported to my country for trial, but I have citizenship in multiple countries..."
"Nationality and the different levels of legal judgment in different countries mean that deciding which country to extradite me to for trial will likely be
a headache . Even if we consider Chinese law, what I committed was merely fighting,
not a serious crime; secondly, no matter where I am in prison,
someone will rescue me, and even the current prison security measures can't prevent them from doing so, Feiyan. That's
why some countries haven't arrested me—they know I can't be kept in prison."

Zhou Menglong sighed. "Feiyan, don't think I'm saying this to argue with you or to make
you angry. I'm just stating a fact."

Zhou Menglong stared at Li Feiyan for a full thirty seconds. Suddenly, Zhou Menglong revealed his usual smile
and chuckled, "Feiyan, do you think we can talk somewhere else? It's cold here."

Li Feiyan drove the police car with Zhou Menglong aimlessly through the city streets. Zhou Menglong had just called Qian Xiangyu, who was still waiting for him
at the police station, to tell her not to wait for him. He told Qian Xiangyu to drive his
Audi home. As soon as Zhou Menglong hung up, Li Feiyan asked casually, "You and your boss have a good
relationship , and your boss is very beautiful."

Zhou Menglong put the phone in his pocket and smiled calmly, "It's just a boss-employee relationship, nothing more."

"That's true. Judging from your past lifestyle, one can imagine how decadent you were,"

Li Feiyan said, clearly showing a hint of jealousy. "Surrounded by beauties, living a life of debauchery."

"Feiyan, you think too badly of me,"

Zhou Menglong leaned back and chuckled. "Back then, I lived in constant fear, always thinking about
whether someone was secretly trying to kill me. I didn't have time to think about anything else. Oh, didn't you ask me
why I went to Beihai City? If I said I was tired of that life and wanted to live a normal life, would you believe me?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

Li Feiyan countered. Li Feiyan remembered how Zhou Menglong had repeatedly risked exposing his identity to save
and protect her. She turned her face away, afraid to look at him, lest she lose control and throw herself
into his arms . "Have you considered what Ning Shuang would do if she knew your identity?"

Li Feiyan asked. "I don't want Ning Shuang to know. Right now, Zhou Menglong is just an ordinary person. The person in
front of you is Zhou Menglong, an ordinary person who works as the general affairs manager at Hengxin Group."

Zhou Menglong said, gazing at Li Feiyan, "An ordinary man who just wants to settle down and start a family."

Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Li Feiyan suddenly jerked her hands, and the car veered towards the side of the road. Li Feiyan braked
sharply , stopping just before crashing into a streetlight. Li Feiyan broke out in a cold sweat and took
a few breaths to calm herself down. Zhou Menglong reached out his right hand and took Li Feiyan's small hand in his,
sincerely saying, "Feiyan, I really want to be with you. I once said I would protect you, even
at the cost of my life."

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

Li Feiyan struggled, trying to pull her hand away from Zhou Menglong's grasp, but instead, Zhou Menglong
embraced her tightly, his burning lips pressed against hers. Li Feiyan only symbolically punched
Zhou Menglong's back a few times before embracing him tightly and passionately kissing him.

Their lips were pressed together, their tongues intertwined, lasting for several seconds. After the
long kiss ended, Li Feiyan pushed Zhou Menglong away, calming her chaotic thoughts. Her face flushed a deep
red, making her appear incredibly beautiful. Just as Zhou Menglong was about to share another passionate kiss with Li Feiyan, he heard her
say , "Idiot, get out of

the car! I need to go back to see my father right now."

This statement caught Zhou Menglong completely off guard. He said incredulously, "Feiyan, isn't this inappropriate?
I'm not ready to meet your father yet. Do you think he'll agree? After all, I'm Ning Shuang's husband."

Li Feiyan rolled her eyes at Zhou Menglong, saying with a hint of coquettishness, "Dream on! What do you think I'm going to do?
Tell my father about us? You're dreaming! Let me tell you,
there's nothing ."

"Yes, yes, I misunderstood."

Zhou Menglong then realized he had misunderstood; Li Feiyan wasn't going to see his
father . Zhou Menglong chuckled, "Feiyan, if it's not about this, then why are you asking?" "

To prevent Ningshuang from being heartbroken, and to avoid chaos in Beihai City, I need to
distance you from this bar brawl,"

Li Feiyan said earnestly. "I'm going to see my father right now and tell him that the social order
is bad and he needs to take charge of cracking down on organized crime. That way, I can use
this
opportunity to classify this incident as a case involving organized crime. We've been eyeing Heipi for a while, but haven't had a chance to catch him right away. This is the perfect opportunity . I can use this chance to catch Heipi, accuse him of organizing organized crime, then downplay this incident
and focus on cracking down on Heipi and his gang. That way, no one will suspect you." "

So that means your father will protect me,"

Zhou Menglong said inappropriately. This infuriated Li Feiyan, who glared at him and retorted, "You scoundrel! You
can't say anything nice! What do you mean my father is protecting you? Let me tell you, my father hates evil. If he
knew you were the one who did all this, he would personally arrange for your arrest. Ugh, I've never lied to my father before,
just this once."

"But I'm the one who injured those people. What if they mention me?"

Zhou Menglong asked. Li Feiyan laughed and shook her head, saying, "Zhou Menglong, if I didn't know your
background, I wouldn't believe you did this. Injuring over a hundred people by yourself—
who would believe that?"

Zhou Menglong shook his head, watching Li Feiyan drive away. He knew that after
everything , Li Feiyan was completely devoted to him. Just as he was thinking about how
to treat Li Feiyan well in the future, Qian Xiangyu suddenly called. It turned out that after leaving the police station, Qian Xiangyu
was worried about Zhou Menglong's safety, so she called him. On the phone, Qian Xiangyu
told Zhou Menglong that she was waiting for him in his office. Zhou Menglong smiled, hung up, hailed a taxi, and
headed towards Hengxin Group.

When Zhou Menglong arrived at the office door, he saw Qian Xiangyu standing by the window in an evening gown.
Her large, watery eyes gazed out the window, their light shimmering as if she were lost in thought. Qian Xiangyu's
hair was styled in a high bun, revealing her swan-like neck, which appeared exceptionally
elegant from behind.

Beneath the sheer silk fabric
of
her evening gown, Zhou Menglong could see the faint outline of Qian Xiangyu's shoulder blades. Her slender waist, so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, gave her a mature and graceful feminine charm. Below her waist, her full and rounded buttocks, tightly encased in the gown
, stretched the dress high, tracing a beautiful arc along her back.

Without even touching her, Zhou Menglong could feel how
elastic and warm Qian Xiangyu's pert buttocks were. The silk evening gown, like a second skin, clung to
her buttocks, revealing their beautiful contours to Zhou Menglong.
At the same time, the silk fabric made her buttocks appear even smoother and more sensual,
truly a masterpiece. Any man who saw her would be instantly captivated.

Qian Xiangyu's long, straight legs stretched the narrow evening gown high,
showcasing the beautiful contours of her legs to Zhou Menglong. Under the gown, Zhou Menglong felt that
Qian Xiangyu's legs looked so full and elastic, yet not voluptuous.
They were neither too plump nor too thin. Through the thin evening gown, Zhou Menglong suddenly wondered
if, without the gown, Qian Xiangyu's legs would be as smooth as jade, pure white and flawless.

Although it was just her back to Zhou Menglong, Qian Xiangyu's noble temperament, slender figure, and charming
style gave Zhou Menglong an unparalleled visual enjoyment. At this moment, Zhou Menglong felt
that like a goddess. Seeing her, his heart couldn't help but feel calm. What
a beautiful picture of a goddess in deep thought! Zhou Menglong admired Qian Xiangyu's beautiful back and couldn't help but praise her in his heart.

Although reluctant to disrupt the captivating scene, Zhou Menglong still walked to the office and
gently knocked on the door. Qian Xiangyu turned around, and upon seeing Zhou Menglong,
a blush appeared on her delicate face. Immediately, Zheng Ruyu smiled and walked towards Qian Xiangyu, saying, "Little brother,
are you alright?"

As she spoke, Qian Xiangyu extended her hand. Zhou Menglong saw that Zheng Ruyu's smile was like
a spring breeze thawing the ice, a hundred flowers blooming, possessing an indescribable charm that made him
feel as if he were bathed in a spring breeze. Even more captivating was that as Qian Xiangyu moved, her
full and firm breasts, tightly encased in her black evening gown, trembled, revealing a captivating
spring scene .

Seeing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but reach out and gently shake hands with Qian Xiangyu. He felt that
her hand was a little cold, a feeling that stirred his tenderness. Just as he was about to
hold , Qian Xiangyu smiled slightly, withdrew her hand,
and walked towards the office, softly saying, "Little brother, you're here. Come in and sit for a while."

(This is repeated) Zhou Menglong saw that as Qian Xiangyu moved, her
round and pert buttocks, encased in a black evening gown, swayed from side to side. The gown was so tight
that Zhou Menglong could almost see the rhythmic movement of the two mounds of flesh on
her buttocks. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong gasped, as if drawn by an invisible temptation, and
followed into the office.

Qian Xiangyu gestured for him to sit, then gently touched her beautiful breasts and sat opposite
Zhou Menglong . Looking at Qian Xiangyu so closely, Zhou Menglong felt his heart suddenly
flutter.

Qian Xiangyu's beauty was impeccable. Her long, oval face had flawless skin,
large, watery eyes like a bright moon, her hair piled high, her forehead broad, her nose delicate,
her cheekbones slightly raised, and her sensual, thin lips—all these elements combined to create a perfect picture, making Qian
Xiangyu appear so noble, so elegant and charming.

Zhou Menglong could sense that behind the sweet smile on Qian Xiangyu's delicate face,
there seemed to be a faint trace of resentment. It was this resentful expression that made Zhou Menglong feel that Qian Xiangyu was
so lovable. However, although her expression was approachable, it was also so unapproachable.
This feeling made Zhou Menglong feel flustered for the first time in front of the beautiful woman. What was even more unsettling
was that as Qian Xiangyu sat down, the evening dress that was already tightly wrapped around her legs
became even tighter. At this moment, Zhou Menglong could not only feel the elasticity and warmth of her legs, but
he could also feel that such a pair of peerless legs were deeply exuding an alluring
aura .

Qian Xiangyu looked at Zhou Menglong and smiled faintly, "Little brother, thank you so much for the bar thing. Sigh,
I can tell you're a good man, but it's a pity..."

As she said this, Zheng Yuke's delicate face
showed a hint of melancholy, as if she had remembered something
. Zhou Menglong was taken aback by Qian Xiangyu's words.

"Sister, what's wrong? What's a pity? Is it a pity you didn't meet me a few years earlier?"

Qian Xiangyu hadn't expected that Zhou Menglong's words would already carry a
hint of flirtation so soon after they started talking. This made the usually aloof and arrogant Qian Xiangyu suddenly feel a little flustered
.

Thinking that she was nearly ten years older than Zhou Menglong, yet still attracted to him, Qian Xiangyu
radiated beauty, making her even more stunning. Seeing Qian Xiangyu's genuine smile,
Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard. "Sister, I really didn't realize you could be so
captivating when you smile."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong gazed at Qian Xiangyu's delicate face, wanting to see
how she would react to his teasing remark.

Qian Xiangyu's heart
skipped flushed. Although she sensed Zhou Menglong's bold, teasing words,
she felt no aversion. Instead, a faint appreciation welled up within her. As if unable to
meet his gaze, she lowered her head, saying, "What's so beautiful about me? I'm almost fifty
. Do I still have the right to talk about beauty?"

Seeing this, Zhou Menglong noticed the sudden, girlish shyness that appeared in Qian Xiangyu's demeanor,
which even more alluring. This
excited him, and his blood rushed to a certain part of his body, causing him
to react in the presence of this beautiful and noble woman.

"Sister, look at what you're saying! If you weren't beautiful, all the women in the world would be ugly monsters.
Look at your skin, you don't look like a woman in her forties or fifties at all! I think you're more like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old!
Really, sister, look at your figure, it's incredibly alluring! A beauty like you walking down
the street get a 100% head-turning rate! Sister, can't you feel it? Although your body isn't
that of a young girl, it's more seductive than a young girl's. You're a woman, but you're more youthful than any woman. Really, sister, I'm
telling you..." "But it's the truth."

As Zhou Menglong spoke, he took advantage of the perfect opportunity when Qian Xiangyu lowered her head and couldn't see where her eyes were looking , and once again scanned
Qian Xiangyu's full, mature, yet noble and elegant body. His fiery gaze swept over Qian Xiangyu's full and firm breasts, her flat and firm abdomen, and her straight and slender legs tightly wrapped in her black evening dress. Looking at this alluring woman, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt a surge of heat throughout his body. Hearing Zhou Menglong praise her, Qian Xiangyu was secretly delighted, but then she noticed that Zhou Menglong had suddenly fallen silent. Looking up at him, she saw his burning gaze sweep over her shapely legs. Her heart pounded wildly. "Heavens! My brother is looking at me like that! Is it true? Am I really as beautiful as he says? I 've never heard anyone say that before." Although Qian Xiangyu was extremely confident in her beauty, those who had met her knew she was the vice president of Hengxin Group. They were all captivated by her beauty, but due to her status, some only dared to admire her mature, beautiful body from afar, while others didn't even dare to admire her from a distance, let alone get a close look at this alluring woman and utter words of praise that would make others blush. For the first time in over a decade, Qian Xiangyu had heard someone praise her beauty in person. Her self-esteem and confidence were greatly boosted. Under these circumstances, she unconsciously stretched her body, displaying her stunning figure even more fully to Zhou Menglong. Qian Xiangyu didn't intend to seduce Zhou Menglong; she simply felt that she had finally met a man who appreciated her, and it would be a disservice not to show off her beauty. Zhou Menglong saw that as Qian Xiangyu stretched, her full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her black evening gown, became even more prominent, tempting his senses. Seeing Qian Xiangyu's alluring body, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded, his lips felt slightly dry, and, more importantly, stimulated by Qian Xiangyu's seductive body, he felt a certain part of his body begin to harden. Looking at Zhou Menglong smiled slightly, a hint of pride creeping into her expression. For the first time, a man had admired her body like this; for the first time, a man had praised her beauty. And these firsts all occurred with this handsome, tall man before her. Qian Xiangyu felt something deep within her, long suppressed, beginning to stir. A fragrant breeze emanated from Qian Xiangyu's now-open body, stimulating Zhou Menglong 's senses and making him suddenly feel restless. In this state, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt an impulse to pull this beautiful woman into his arms and cherish her. However, seeing Qian Xiangyu's noble and elegant demeanor, Zhou Menglong felt that doing so would surely offend this goddess-like beauty before him. Just as Zhou Menglong was feeling anxious and uncertain, Qian Xiangyu suddenly stood up and smiled at him, saying, "Little brother, being with you is so wonderful! I haven't felt this good . To celebrate, let's go, I'll buy you another drink." Zhou Menglong was just looking for an opportunity to get closer to Qian Xiangyu, so he was naturally overjoyed . Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong said, "Okay, being with my sister and seeing such a beautiful woman, and seeing that you're in such a good mood, makes me want to have a drink too. It's really great, let's go, sister! " "Where do you think we're going?" Qian Xiangyu smiled mysteriously. "Menglong, don't ask yet. You'll know when we get there ." Without realizing it, Qian Xiangyu's way of addressing Zhou Menglong had changed from "younger brother" to "Menglong," and had become somewhat affectionate. Zhou Menglong, of course, noticed the warmth in Qian Xiangyu's words . Overjoyed, he and Qian Xiangyu left Hengxin Group. Qian Xiangyu drove Zhou Menglong to a secluded place. After parking the car, Zhou Menglong followed behind Qian Xiangyu and saw a very elegant little house "Heart's Desire Bar" written on it. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. "Heart's Desire Bar"—this seemed like a place only lovers went on dates . Qian Xiangyu had brought him here; could it be...? Thinking this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a surge of attraction. He turned to look at Qian Xiangyu, only to find her also staring at the large characters on the bar sign, a thoughtful expression in her large, watery eyes. When she saw Zhou Menglong looking...

Looking at herself, for some reason, Qian Xiangyu's pretty face suddenly flushed red, and she turned her head away.

When she turned back, her face had returned to calm. After glancing at Zhou
Menglong said softly, "Come on, Menglong, let's go in. I've heard a friend say this place is nice. This is my
first time here, so let's go in and see for ourselves."

As she spoke, Qian Xiangyu took the lead and walked into the bar.

Zhou Menglong saw Qian Xiangyu's graceful figure swaying lightly in the night, and the fragrant
breeze stimulated his senses, giving him a sudden urge to go over and put his arm around her, leading her into
the bar. However, Zhou Menglong didn't dare to do that until he saw Qian Xiangyu's figure almost enter
the bar, at which point he quickly followed.

Upon entering, Zhou Menglong's eyes lit up. Although the bar wasn't large, it was decorated in
a fresh and elegant style. There were two or three couples inside, whispering to each other; they were clearly
lovers manager.
The manager nodded repeatedly, and soon after, he and Qian Xiangyu walked towards Zhou Menglong.

Strangely, after reaching Zhou Menglong, the manager didn't
show them to a seat. Instead, he led them to a corner. Only then did Zhou Menglong notice a staircase
leading to the second floor. Following Qian Xiangyu, Zhou Menglong
headed . Inadvertently looking up, he saw that because Qian Xiangyu was standing on a step higher than him,
her full and rounded breasts, tightly encased in a black evening gown, were fully displayed
before him.

Instantly, Zhou Menglong's entire field of vision was filled with Qian Xiangyu's shapely buttocks.
Encased , Qian Xiangyu's beautiful buttocks appeared incredibly alluring, their lines so smooth and graceful. At that moment,
a faint fragrance seemed to emanate from them, stimulating Zhou Menglong's senses.
Because of the close proximity, Zhou Menglong could clearly see
the rhythmic movement of the two mounds as Qian Xiangyu walked.

Seeing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard, imagining the sensual sensation of holding
such beautiful buttocks in his hands. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong's gaze
became fiery, as if he couldn't wait to bury his head in Qian Xiangyu's full and
elastic buttocks, to fully experience the sensual sensations brought to him by the beauty encased in the black evening gown
.

Because he was so close to Qian Xiangyu's full and
elastic , Zhou Menglong could feel
the warmth and amazing elasticity emanating from them. A faint, sweet
, and slightly pungent scent filled his nostrils, instantly
hardening a certain part of his body.

Just as Zhou Menglong was feeling flustered by Qian Xiangyu's breasts being so close,
she reached the second floor. The wonderful feeling vanished instantly. Zhou Menglong
followed behind although her breasts were now further away, his gaze still drifted intentionally or unintentionally to them
. He felt a growing desire for Qian Xiangyu's soft, alluring, and mature body.

The manager led Qian Xiangyu and Zhou Menglong upstairs, turning left and right for about two minutes.
Suddenly, Zhou Menglong's eyes lit up. A luxuriously decorated room appeared before him.
Compared to the room he had just seen, this room was more elegant and extravagant. Although
Zhou Menglong didn't understand art, he could tell that every item in the room was
carefully placed, making it very comfortable to look at. Seeing this luxurious private room, Zhou Menglong realized that this
Love Bar had a hidden gem.

However, the manager didn't stop. He walked straight through the room to
a small door at the far end and respectfully said to Qian Xiangyu, "Boss, hello. This is our
best private room. Please come in."

As he spoke, the manager opened the door, letting Qian Xiangyu and Zhou Menglong into the room.

Upon entering the private room, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but gasp. This seemingly unremarkable
Love Bar was decorated like a presidential suite in a one-star hotel, exuding the utmost luxury.
However, that luxury had been meticulously handled by an artist, without
any hint of nouveau linger. This room, for example, not only had a large bed but also two
genuine leather sofas. Just by looking at them, Zhou Menglong knew that this room was worth a fortune.
On the wine cabinet in the room, red and white wines were displayed in abundance, and all kinds of wines, both those that could be seen on the market and those that could not, could be seen
here .

Qian Xiangyu gave a light "hmm," took out a hundred yuan from her purse, gave it to the supervisor, and
said casually, "Alright, go ahead. I'll contact you if I need anything."

The supervisor took the money, nodded to Qian Xiangyu, and turned to leave. However, as he passed Zhou Menglong
, the supervisor gave him an ambiguous smile, a smile that left Zhou Menglong somewhat
confused .

Swaying slightly, Qian Xiangyu sat down on the sofa. After looking at Zhou Menglong,
a smile appeared in her large, watery eyes. "Menglong, don't just stand there.
Come sit for a while. Oh, and bring that bottle of red wine over. Let's have a good drink."

As she spoke, Qian Xiangyu pointed to a bottle of red wine prominently displayed on the top shelf of the wine cabinet.

Zhou Menglong nodded. Although he often drank, he wasn't an expert on alcohol. After hearing Qian
Xiangyu words, he turned around, took the bottle, opened it, picked up two glasses,
and walked over to Qian Xiangyu. Originally, he wanted to sit on the sofa opposite her, but when
he saw her big, watery eyes looking at him seductively, he didn't know where
he got the courage, and plopped down next to her, just a little distance away.

Seeing Zhou Menglong sit beside her, Qian Xiangyu's pretty face flushed slightly, but she didn't object
. Instead, with a slight smile, she took the wine bottle and glasses, poured some wine into both glasses, and
said, "Come on, little brother, let's have
a ."

As she spoke, Qian Xiangyu tilted her head back and slowly poured the wine into her mouth.

Zhou Menglong saw that Qian Xiangyu's sexy, thin lips were bright red,
and against the backdrop of the red wine, they looked even more like blood. As she tilted her head back, her swan-like neck was fully displayed
before him. Seeing Qian Xiangyu with her eyes slightly closed, slowly savoring the red wine,
Zhou Menglong suddenly felt that Qian Xiangyu's appearance was exactly like someone giving a man oral sex.

Moreover, as Qian Xiangyu tilted her head back, the evening gown clung even tighter to
her full and elastic breasts, showcasing their beautiful contours.
Zhou Menglong could now clearly see
the close-fitting clothing tightly wrapped around Qian Xiangyu beneath the black evening gown. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
After downing his red wine in one gulp, Zhou Menglong gently moved his body, slowly approaching Qian Xiangyu. At this
moment , Zhou Menglong suddenly felt that the closer he got to Qian Xiangyu's soft, mature, and alluring body,
the calmer his restless mind became. Zhou Menglong only stopped moving when he could clearly feel the heat emanating

from Zheng Wenru's soft and alluring body . Getting so close to Qian Xiangyu made his heart pound even harder. After Qian Xiangyu took a sip of wine and put down her glass, Zhou Menglong saw that as she did so, the evening gown that had been tightly clad her full and elastic breasts drooped down, creating a gap between the dress and her chest. From his position, he could perfectly admire the beauty of Qian Xiangyu's chest through this gap. Zhou Menglong saw Qian Xiangyu's pair of full and firm breasts trembling before him , the dazzling white emanating from them, set against the black evening gown, possessing an indescribable . At that moment, a faint fragrance seemed to waft from them, filling his nostrils. Although Qian Xiangyu was in her forties or fifties, Zhou Menglong her breasts to be incredibly white and supple, firm yet alluring, like exquisitely crafted works of art, exuding an irresistible allure. While one might hesitate to touch them, the sight evoked a strong urge to caress them. Furthermore, the way Qian Xiangyu put down her cup caused one of her white arms to rest on her breasts, pressing them tightly together and making the cleavage between them even more captivating and profound. Looking at Qian Xiangyu's white breasts , and recalling the sight of her beautiful buttocks, warm , Zhou Menglong felt a certain part of his body begin to stir in his groin. "Sister, this place is just right for you. You are so noble and elegant, and the environment here is so luxurious yet tasteful. Really, you look even more beautiful here. Sister , to be honest, I think your beauty is like a rare orchid in a secluded valley, so noble that one can only admire it from afar." Seeing Qian Xiangyu raise her body, Zhou Menglong quickly and thoroughly examined Qian Xiangyu's pair of full and firm breasts, then raised his head and looked into Qian Xiangyu's big, watery eyes, and said sincerely. Qian Xiangyu shifted her body and stretched comfortably. "Menglong, look at what you're saying. Your sister isn't that great. Sigh, she's gotten old and lost her beauty. All these years, she's always been thinking about how to make a name for herself in the business world, neglecting herself. Look, I even have wrinkles around my eyes." As she spoke, Qian Xiangyu stretched her neck, revealing her delicate face to Zhou Menglong, making him look at her. Now, Zhou Menglong could see every pore on Qian Xiangyu's delicate, flawless face clearly . He saw that Qian Xiangyu's skin was so firm, taut against her beautiful face , yet there wasn't a trace of aging. Although there were two faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, barely noticeable without close observation, Zhou Menglong felt that these very crow's feet were telling him that this alluring, noble woman was a ripe apple, and at the right time, he could take a bite. As Qian Xiangyu drew closer, a faint , delicate fragrance emanated from her body— a blend of designer perfume and the scent of flesh. Intoxicated by this pleasant aroma, Zhou Menglong became somewhat mesmerized. Coupled with the orchid-like fragrance emanating from Qian Xiangyu's breath, Zhou Menglong was momentarily lost in a daze, his heart pounding wildly. Zhou Menglong had been with countless women, but even facing the equally noble Zhao Ningshuang, he had never felt this way . He felt a surge of desire, yet feared offending this elegant beauty, and became anxious and indecisive. Smelling the orchid-like fragrance emanating from Qian Xiangyu's nose, Zhou Menglong secretly swallowed. "Sister, really, you're so beautiful. If you were to grow old, I feel that all women in this world would be on their deathbed." As he spoke, Zhou Menglong quickly turned his head away, afraid that if he lingered too long on Qian Xiangyu's delicate face, he would succumb to the urge to bite her cheek . Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, a smile involuntarily appeared in Qian Xiangyu's large, watery eyes. Qian Xiangyu herself didn't know why, but she felt a strong attraction to this young man, and felt that being with Zhou Menglong...

Being together brought an indescribable sense of ease and joy. With Zhou Menglong, her mind and body seemed
completely relaxed. She no longer needed to be wary of the cutthroat world of business, nor did she need
to hide herself as she did in officialdom. She could simply reveal her true self.

Therefore, Qian Xiangyu brought her face close to Zhou Menglong's, letting him look at her, wanting to see how this
young man, who had once stared at her with
such behavior. Seeing Zhou Menglong's current expression, Qian Xiangyu suddenly felt as if she had returned to her eighteen-
year-old self. That year, she met her first love, and when they first met
, he was also captivated by her beauty—his expression was strikingly similar to Zhou Menglong's now.

Qian Xiangyu poured herself a glass of wine, took a small sip, and noticed that Zhou Menglong's gaze was still fixed on the distance,
though he was secretly glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. She couldn't help but smile slightly. After pouring Zhou Menglong a glass, she
handed it to him, saying, "Menglong, come, have a drink. What are you doing sitting there daydreaming? We
came here to drink, and it's not right for you to just sit there without drinking."

At that moment, Zhou Menglong sensed a seductive allure in Qian Xiangyu's voice—a soft, mature
woman's voice, with a hint of cloying sweetness. Once the wine reached his ears, it felt indescribably comfortable.
Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but turn his head and boldly look at Qian Xiangyu, taking her
wine glass: "Sister, come, to your beauty, cheers."

Qian Xiangyu smiled slightly and downed another glass of wine. Perhaps due to the alcohol,
two rosy blushes appeared on Qian Xiangyu's delicate face, and her large, watery eyes
shimmered . She looked incredibly alluring and charming, which aroused Zhou Menglong
's lust.

Seeing the alluring look in Qian Xiangyu's large, watery eyes as she gazed at him,
Zhou Menglong could no longer resist. He finally placed a hand on one of Qian Xiangyu's jade-like
legs, which was tightly encased in her black evening gown, and gently patted it. Zhou Menglong said, "Really, sister,
it's a pity I was born more than twenty years too late. Otherwise, I really would have pursued you. Look at you, so
beautiful and so capable. If I could be with you, even the gods wouldn't be as happy as I am."

(Repeated here) Although separated by a thin veil, Zhou Menglong could still clearly feel that Qian
Xiangyu's skin was so smooth, so delicate, and so alluring
. A wave of elastic and warm breath emanated from Qian Xiangyu's skin, stimulating Zhou Menglong's nerves and causing
him to swallow hard. Now, Zhou Menglong
had mobilized almost all of his senses of touch and taste, focusing them on his large hand placed on Qian Xiangyu's skin,
savoring wonderful sensations that Qian Xiangyu's beautiful skin brought him.

Qian Xiangyu felt Zhou Menglong's hand on her jade-like thigh. Waves of masculine heat penetrated
her skin and reached her heart, stimulating her sensitive nerves and making her heart
feel . She wanted to shake off Zhou Menglong's large hand to avoid making her
feel flustered, but when she saw Zhou Menglong's unfathomable eyes, she suddenly felt
powerless . Under these circumstances, Qian Xiangyu sighed softly in her heart and pretended not to notice that
Zhou Menglong's hand was on her body.

To conceal her true feelings, Qian Xiangyu drank another glass of wine, then looked at Zhou Menglong: "
Menglong , you were born more than twenty years too early. I think we were destined to be good friends, weren't we? Aren't you
tall, handsome, and charming? In our time, anyone with your talent and
looks would be incredibly popular."

As soon as she said this, Zheng Ruyu regretted it. Her words clearly carried a
hint of flirtation, something she, a woman more than ten years older than Zhou Menglong, shouldn't have said.

Seeing that Qian Xiangyu didn't seem to care about his large hand, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded.
Since meeting Qian Xiangyu today, he felt she was constantly seducing him, yet she controlled her emotions
perfectly , leaving him unsure whether this seduction was her own will or
a mature woman's concern for a younger man. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong gritted his teeth and decided
to test Qian Xiangyu further.

So, Zhou Menglong's hand slowly slid towards the base of Qian Xiangyu's thighs,
leaving a hot mark on her jade-like thighs before moving towards the ample and alluring space
between As he moved, Zhou Menglong nervously
watched Qian Xiangyu's delicate face, wondering
how she would react to his increasingly bold provocation.

With each touch, Zhou Menglong could feel his hand getting closer and closer to
the seductive . The smooth, warm skin beneath his palms, the silky
touch, deeply stimulated his nerves, making his breathing slightly rapid
, and a burning light appear in his eyes.

Qian Xiangyu felt Zhou Menglong's hand sliding over her body. From the trajectory of the movement,
she immediately understood the destination of his large hand. Her heart
pounded, and her sensitive vulva, tightly wrapped in her panties, suddenly became restless
, as if eager to experience the feeling of being caressed by this man's large hand . Stimulated
by this excitement, she felt her genitals become
moist.

As his hand drew closer to her genitals, so close that he could feel
the warm, moist air emanating from them, he knew that with just one more touch, he would
reach the softest, most mysterious, and most sensitive part of her body.
And once he touched that spot, Zhou Menglong was confident that his superior technique would surely bring this beautiful woman...
A noble woman, subservient to him.

Thinking this, Zhou Menglong gritted his teeth and reached forward sharply. But at that moment,
Qian Xiangyu suddenly grabbed his hand, giggling, "Menglong, what are you
doing? Didn't we agree to drink and chat here? How come you
're treating This...this won't do!"

Although Qian Xiangyu said this, and held Zhou Menglong's hand to stop him,
she didn't remove it from her thigh. Instead, she placed Zhou Menglong's hand closest to the
base of her thigh. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Qian Xiangyu to interrupt him at the most crucial moment, and
felt a slight disappointment. However, realizing that Qian Xiangyu hadn't removed his hand,
Zhou Menglong's heart began to stir again.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong didn't force her. He let Qian Xiangyu hold his hand and place it closest
to her plump and luscious vulva, which was barely covered by her panties. He felt
the elasticity and warmth of her thighs, and the faint warmth emanating from between them. He said to Qian Xiangyu, "Sister, your husband has been gone for so many years. How have
you been coping all these years ?" When Qian Xiangyu heard Zhou Menglong say this, her heart skipped a beat. At that moment, she suddenly realized that the reason she had brought Zhou Menglong here tonight, drinking and chatting, was because she felt lonely and empty inside and wanted to find a man to talk to. For more than ten years, she had been so focused on business that she could endure the days without a man. But now, calming down, she suddenly realized that, looking at the whole world, there was practically no man who could talk speak her heart. How could Qian Xiangyu, who was already in her forties, bear this situation? Perhaps, even if it weren't Zhou Menglong who came today, she to come out and have him by her side, to feel that peaceful and fulfilling feeling of having a man by her side. With Zhou Menglong's prompting, Qian Xiangyu discovered her deepest secret, and for a moment, she felt lost and confused . Seeing Qian Xiangyu's expression, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile slightly. He knew that with just one sentence, he had exposed the beautiful woman's inner thoughts, leaving her feeling helpless. This was a common tactic Zhou Menglong used with beautiful women: after striking at their secrets, he would make them lost and confused, revealing their weaknesses, and then he would exploit those weaknesses. This method was almost always effective. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong said softly to Qian Xiangyu, "Sister, you 've managed all these years alone. I really admire you. It's truly unbelievable that a woman could have such perseverance and build such a great career all by herself. As a man, I ca n't help but admire you. But I think you must have had a tough time all these years." Zhou Menglong knew that a beautiful woman like Qian Xiangyu, surrounded by a halo of glamour, might appear glamorous on the surface , but the emptiness and loneliness in her heart was something not everyone could understand. For the past ten years, although Qian Xiangyu had no husband, given her status and position, it was impossible for her to have another man. And now, Qian Xiangyu was in her prime, so her desire for sex was definitely much greater than that of an ordinary woman. Because she was always busy with her career, that yearning was deeply buried in her heart. But once aroused, this beautiful and noble woman would be like a cat in heat, allowing you to experience pleasure from her that you couldn't experience from ordinary people. Now, seeing Qian Xiangyu's appearance, Zhou Menglong began to use his methods again. Qian Xiangyu trembled all over when she heard Zhou Menglong say this. She had just been thinking the same thing , and now Zhou Menglong had spoken of her innermost thoughts. This made the beautiful woman suddenly feel powerless in front of Zhou Menglong. Under these circumstances, although Qian Xiangyu looked at Zhou Menglong, she didn't say anything . Finally, a hint of panic appeared in her large, watery eyes. Seeing Qian Xiangyu's state, Zhou Menglong couldn't resist any longer. He reached out and put his arm around , bringing his head close to her ear as gently as possible, saying, "Sister, I know you 're suffering a lot. I deeply understand your pain. You work hard outside day and night, but when you come home, it's cold and lonely. How can superficial glamour compensate for your inner loneliness ?" This was Zhou Menglong's second move. He needed to seize the opportunity after exposing the beautiful woman's secrets and do his best to gain her sympathy. If he reached this point, he could be said to have succeeded halfway. Holding Qian Xiangyu, Zhou Menglong smelled the alluring fragrance emanating from her hair, and for a moment, he felt a surge of desire. However, in order to successfully possess this beautiful woman's body and soul, Zhou Menglong suppressed his impulses and did not do anything rash. Two hundred and eighty-seven. Qian Xiangyu sighed softly, her head resting lightly on Zhou Menglong 's shoulder. Zhou Menglong's words had struck a nerve with Qian Xiangyu, leaving this noble and beautiful woman feeling utterly powerless. This feeling made her feel so exhausted, so... as if possessed, Qian Xiangyu had leaned against Zhou Menglong. (Repeated here) Feeling that his move had worked again, Zhou Menglong felt a slight smile. Although at this moment, Zhou Menglong found Qian Xiangyu's plump and luscious vulva, encased in her panties, incredibly alluring, and he could easily reach out and make intimate contact with this beautiful woman 's most intimate part, he did not do so. Instead, he let Qian Xiangyu lean on his shoulder and then took her small hand in his. Qian Xiangyu felt the fiery masculine aura emanating from Zhou Menglong, which transformed into waves of...

The overwhelming desire that surged through her made her body feel hot and restless. Qian
Xiangyu 's heart pounded wildly. "Oh God, how did I end up in Menglong's arms like this
? It's so embarrassing! Judging from the burning look in his eyes, his next move will probably
be to caress my pussy or breasts. What...
what ?"

Just as Qian Xiangyu was feeling flustered, Zhou Menglong took her hand. Qian
Xiangyu clearly hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to simply hold her hand and do nothing else.
In this situation, Qian
Xiangyu her reaction. Zhou Menglong smiled slightly.
"Sister, you are so beautiful, so lovely. When I'm with you, I only want to be close to you, but
I absolutely have no intention of offending you. Don't worry, I just want to give you some masculine tenderness. I
wo n't want me to do."

Zhou Menglong's third move was to declare that he had no ill intentions towards the beautiful woman and only wanted to be close to her.
In this way, the woman's vigilance towards Zhou Menglong would be minimized. If the woman really thought that way
, then this beautiful woman would be meat in Zhou Menglong's hands. Sure enough, after hearing Zhou Menglong say
this , Qian Xiangyu's delicate face visibly relaxed, and she lowered her head, leaning
on Zhou Menglong's shoulder again.

Zhou Menglong gently lowered his hand from Qian Xiangyu's, intentionally
placing it precisely at the base of her thighs. His
hand lightly touched the plump, full mons pubis hidden beneath her black evening gown. Qian Xiangyu,
immersed in the tranquil and fulfilling feeling brought by Zhou Menglong's masculine aura, remained unaware of his
illicit actions. Zhou Menglong felt a warm, sweet scent emanating from her vulva

as his hand rested on her alluring mons pubis . This stimulation stirred his desire, but he knew that a hasty advance could undo all his previous efforts. Therefore, he suppressed his impulses and quietly savored this rare and sensual moment. However, the warm scent emanating from between Qian Xiangyu's legs was simply too alluring, making Zhou Menglong unable to resist the urge to caress and tease the softest and most mysterious part of her body, slightly raised, beneath her panties. In this state, Zhou Menglong lowered his head and looked at Qian Xiangyu's delicate face. Seeing her nestled calmly in his arms, Zhou Menglong grew bolder: "Sister, how is it? Do you like this feeling?" As he spoke, Zhou Menglong pretended to admire Qian Xiangyu's slender hands. He took one of her hands and began to move it, but then, taking the opportunity, he intentionally or unintentionally began to touch the slightly raised vulva between her breasts with the back of his hand . The soft, yet elastic, warm scent emanating from the back of his hand made Zhou Menglong's heart pound. Zhou Menglong could feel that the silk evening gown enhanced his tactile experience, making his movements between Qian Xiangyu's legs smoother. He could even feel a soft rustling sound coming from between her legs as he touched her , though he couldn't tell if it was the evening gown rubbing against her skin or the sound of her pubic hair against her lower abdomen. At this moment, Qian Xiangyu also sensed something was amiss. Zhou Menglong's hand, initially only intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against her mons pubis, would quickly move away after touching her soft mons pubis, only to touch it again after a while. She initially thought Zhou Menglong had accidentally touched her most intimate part while playing with her. But now, Zhou Menglong's hand was in contact with her pubic area for longer and longer periods, while the pauses were getting shorter and shorter. The masculine heat emanating from Zhou Menglong's hand was stimulating her most sensitive parts, giving her a strange feeling all over her body. Her vulva, covered by her underwear, seemed to be getting even wetter. A strange, electric-like tingling sensation was spreading from her vulva throughout her body. Feeling this, Qian Xiangyu lowered her head, looking at Zhou Menglong's hand, wanting to see what he was going to do . But unfortunately, as soon as she lowered her head, Zhou Menglong released her hand and said lightly, "Sister, I really didn't expect you to smell so good. I wonder what you're using... " "What brand of perfume is it? I'll buy a bottle for my mom another day." Zhou Menglong's fourth tactic was to immediately shift the woman's attention after realizing something was amiss , preventing her from considering whether her actions were appropriate. Sure enough, after hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Qian Xiangyu sighed softly. Although she was slightly relieved, thinking that Zhou Menglong's teasing of her vulva was just an unintentional act, a faint sense of loss welled up from the bottom of her heart. Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Qian Xiangyu said, "Menglong, don't ask anymore. You wouldn't know about this brand of perfume even if I told you, and it's a limited edition. You can't buy it even if you want to. How about this, I'll give you a bottle another day. I can't let you call me 'sister' for nothing, right?" Zhou Menglong had only intended to distract Qian Xiangyu and prevent her from suspecting that he was pubis under her panties. Now that he had achieved his goal, Zhou Menglong naturally wouldn't dwell on the matter with Qian Xiangyu any longer.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong suddenly and gently pushed Qian Xiangyu away, then stood up. Qian
Xiangyu was slightly taken aback, a feeling of even greater disappointment welling up inside her. She couldn't help but
look up at Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, what are you doing? Why are you standing up? Wasn't what we were doing just now great
?"

From Qian Xiangyu's large, watery eyes, Zhou Menglong clearly understood the faint disappointment.
He smiled inwardly, but outwardly maintained a serious expression as he looked at Qian Xiangyu. Then, Zhou Menglong suddenly
smiled sheepishly: "Sister, I'm so sorry, you...you're just too beautiful, and your body is so alluring
. I...I couldn't help myself, so..." "I just stood up. I'm sorry, but
I had to do this so as not to offend you."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong glanced at his crotch, seemingly unintentionally. Qian Xiangyu fell for it. Attracted
by Zhou Menglong's gaze, she couldn't help but look at his crotch as well.
Upon seeing it, Qian Xiangyu blushed. It turned out that although the teasing was subtle, Zhou Menglong was young and vigorous,
holding this alluring and charming woman in his arms, and even teasing her between her legs
, enjoying the wonderful feeling between Qian Xiangyu's legs for a while. If his big
penis didn't get hard, then Zhou Menglong wouldn't be a normal man.

Qian Xiangyu saw Zhou Menglong's enormous penis bulging high through his pants.
Even she could feel its hardness and fiery thickness. Seeing the sight of his crotch,
her heart pounded, her eyes shimmering with a seductive allure. The
contrast between her shy, feminine demeanor and her previous haughty elegance
caused to swell even more.

Swallowing hard, Qian Xiangyu whispered, "Menglong, it's okay, it's okay. This is
a man's normal reaction. As long as you don't have any bad intentions, I... I won't... I won't
blame you. Please sit down, sit down. I... I want to lean on you a little longer,
okay? Menglong, come on, I... I won't... I won't mind."

Under Zhou Menglong's skillful manipulation, this beautiful woman was unknowingly stepping into
the trap he had meticulously laid. Zhou Menglong's penis was now hard,
but Qian Xiangyu kept saying she didn't mind. Wasn't this clearly tempting Zhou Menglong to commit a crime? Seeing
Qian Xiangyu's expression, Zhou Menglong secretly almost burst out laughing. However, it was also because Qian Xiangyu was too naive.
If she were a flirtatious woman, she would have understood what Zhou Menglong meant even before he used his
tricks. She wouldn't have let Zhou Menglong tease her so easily. It was already lucky that Zhou Menglong hadn't become burning
with lust .

Seeing that Qian Xiangyu had indeed fallen for his trick, Zhou Menglong felt a slight smugness and plopped down
next to her again. However, this time, instead of pulling her into his
arms , he simply looked at her. Qian Xiangyu became uncomfortable under his gaze, her pretty face showing
a shy, girlish blush. In this situation, she shifted her body and nestled closer
to him, murmuring, "Menglong, I don't know what's wrong, but as soon as I snuggle..." "
In your arms, I feel a sense of peace, a feeling I've never experienced in all these years.
Really, Menglong, thank you."

Qian Xiangyu's words were ambiguous; it was unclear whether she was finding an excuse for her decision to snuggle into Zhou Menglong's arms
to avoid his ridicule, or simply seeking self-comfort
. Perhaps only Qian Xiangyu herself knew the answer. In any case, with Qian Xiangyu's movement,
a soft, fragrant body once again fell into Zhou Menglong's embrace.

Qian Xiangyu's actions emboldened Zhou Menglong. Seeing Qian Xiangyu lean against him again
, a wicked smile finally appeared on Zhou Menglong's lips. Suddenly, Zhou Menglong
stretched out, adjusting the position of his large penis. As Qian Xiangyu nestled into his arms,
his penis thrust directly against Qian Xiangyu's large buttocks.

Suddenly, Zhou Menglong felt that Qian Xiangyu's large buttocks were incredibly erogenous.
When his large penis pressed against her buttocks, it actually pushed them in slightly, causing the head of
his penis to sink deeply into the flesh of her buttocks. A warm, elastic sensation,
like being enveloped in a sponge, surged through him, causing Zhou Menglong to gasp.

Qian Xiangyu clearly hadn't expected that her actions would result in Zhou Menglong's penis pressing against
her buttocks. The hard, hot sensation made every pore on her body seem to
open up, giving her an indescribable pleasure. However, having not been with a man for nearly ten years
, Qian Xiangyu was still overwhelmed by this arousing feeling, causing her body to stiffen slightly.

Zhou Menglong clearly felt the changes in Qian Xiangyu's body. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong reached
out and gently put his arm around Qian Xiangyu's slender waist. Then, he whispered in Qian Xiangyu's ear, "
Sister , I'm sorry, I'm touching you there. If you feel uncomfortable, I'll stand up."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong became aroused.

Qian Xiangyu had no idea that Zhou Menglong was playing hard to get. She thought he was really going to leave
her . Feeling him move, she panicked and blurted out, "Menglong, don't, don't
stand up. It's...it's okay, it's not uncomfortable. I...I feel fine, really.
Just sit like this. I just want to snuggle up to you, really." The warm, elastic sensation from his large penis was irresistible to Zhou Menglong

. Moreover, he noticed that Qian Xiangyu's body was unconsciously moving as she spoke, which meant she was rubbing her full, round buttocks, tightly encased in her black evening dress, against his glans. The stimulating sensation...

Zhou Menglong almost groaned out loud. Realizing something was wrong, he bit his lip to
stop himself from groaning and remained seated.

Sensing Qian Xiangyu's changed attitude, Zhou Menglong felt even more emboldened.
He took a deep breath, making his large penis swell even more
, teasing Qian Xiangyu's buttocks. He also reached out and
wrapped his arms around Xiangyu's slender waist from behind, adjusting his position so that his hands were resting precisely
on her soft abdomen.

Thus, Qian Xiangyu's round and perky buttocks were teased by Zhou Menglong's large penis,
while her lower abdomen was enveloped by his large hands. Due to their seating positions, Zhou Menglong's
head was close to Qian Xiangyu's neck, and his hot breath constantly wafted from
his nose, hitting the delicate skin of Qian Xiangyu's swan-like white neck.

With this simultaneous teasing, Qian Xiangyu felt her body weaken, and her
plump and luscious vulva, tightly wrapped in her panties, became even wetter.
Sensing the changes deep within her body, Qian Xiangyu blushed with embarrassment, and her heart
pounded . Had she not retained a sliver of reason, she would have long since succumbed to this strange stimulation and collapsed softly
into Zhou Menglong's arms.

However, with such a three-pronged approach to teasing, even the noble Qian Xiangyu was still just a
beautiful woman who hadn't been loved by a man for over ten years. How could she withstand such stimulation? Under these circumstances, Qian Xiangyu felt
her entire body becoming restless. That wonderful feeling was slowly eroding her reason, making her feel that the impulses and desires within her were gradually becoming uncontrollable. Zhou Menglong clearly sensed that this noble, alluring, and charming woman was slowly softening under his teasing, and her breathing was becoming . Even more remarkably, Qian Xiangyu did not resist his large penis pressing against her, which was tightly wrapped in her black evening dress. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong began to take further action. One hand remained on Qian Xiangyu's soft, slender waist, while Zhou Menglong's other hand began to slowly caress her delicate waist, savoring its softness and elasticity. He murmured, "Sister, I really didn't expect your waist to be so slender. Look, there's not an ounce of excess fat! I really don't know how you maintain it. Tell me !" A tingling sensation spread from her waist, making Qian Xiangyu unable to maintain her elegant demeanor. Under these circumstances, she couldn't help but giggle softly. As she chuckled, she seemed unable to resist the ticklish feeling, gently twisting her waist. In doing so, Qian Xiangyu rubbed her round, perky, and elastic buttocks, tightly encased in her black evening gown, against Zhou Menglong's hard and hot penis. The warm, elastic, and alluring sensation from the large penis made Zhou Menglong swallow hard . Emboldened by this, Zhou Menglong's hand, which had been resting on Qian Xiangyu's soft, flat stomach, began to wander mischievously between her legs , thrusting towards her small, throbbing vulva tightly encased in her panties. Qian Xiangyu let out a soft moan , but one hand reached out and grabbed Zhou Menglong's, placing it on her lower abdomen. At the same time , she turned her head and gave Zhou Menglong a coquettish glare: "Menglong, didn't you say you wouldn't have any ill intentions? Why are you trying to do something bad now?" Seeing the mischievous look in Qian Xiangyu's large, watery eyes , Zhou Menglong smiled wickedly: "Sister, I never intended to do anything bad to you. It's just that such a beautiful woman like you... in front of me, you..." " And you're so well-maintained. You're in your forties or fifties, but you look like a young woman. I just want to see if your private parts are like a young woman's, still so full and alluring." As he said this, Zhou Menglong tightened his grip again, but Qian Xiangyu resisted, preventing him from moving forward. At the same time, Qian Xiangyu stood up, looking at Zhou Menglong. "Brother, you...you can't do that to me. I...I only wanted to talk to you for a while. If do that, I...I won't talk to you anymore." Although Qian Xiangyu said this, after she finished speaking, she bit her lip, looking at Zhou Menglong with her large, watery eyes shimmering, lost in thought. After a while, Qian Xiangyu suddenly sat down next to Zhou Menglong, but this time, she didn't sit too close, maintaining a certain distance. Smelling the fragrant scent emanating from Qian Xiangyu, Zhou Menglong knew that this alluring and elegant woman was already somewhat aroused by his teasing. However, the thought of touching her vulva, barely concealed by her panties, was something she found difficult to accept. Otherwise, if Qian Xiangyu truly wanted to reject him, she would have already left instead of sitting beside him . Looking at Qian Xiangyu's delicate, almost fragile face, Zhou Menglong murmured: "Sister, please just satisfy my curiosity, okay? I... I really want to see what your private parts look like . To be honest, I've never seen a woman's private parts before. Please satisfy my curiosity! You just said you wouldn't let me call you 'sister' for nothing, but now you won't even let me touch you. It really hurts me." Zhou Menglong was always full of lies. From his earlier teasing , Qian Xiangyu could easily imagine that Zhou Menglong was a master of seduction. He was only saying this to gain her sympathy. But Zhou Menglong's words gave Qian Xiangyu an excellent opportunity.

Using this as an excuse, Qian Xiangyu looked at Zhou Menglong and said, "Menglong, what are you saying? You've never
seen a woman's private parts? Nobody would believe that."

Seeing that Qian Xiangyu was somewhat tempted, Zhou Menglong quickly seized the opportunity and said, "Sister, why would I lie to you
about something like this? To be honest, I've seen some pornographic videos, but I've never actually seen
or touched a woman's private parts. Really, I can't imagine what a woman's private parts would look like. Good
sister, please let me see and touch them, okay? I'm really getting impatient."

As Zhou Menglong brazenly swept his gaze over her
full , and looked between her legs, which were covered by a thin black veil, Qian Xiangyu
suddenly felt a surge of heat throughout her body. The thought of lifting her black evening gown to allow this handsome
man before her to admire her, and the young man's burning gaze and rapid breathing, made Qian Xiangyu
realize her plump, luscious vulva, tightly wrapped in her panties,
was leaking more fluid.

"Menglong, you...you really haven't seen it?"

Looking at Zhou Menglong with wide, watery eyes, Qian Xiangyu, though
secretly hoping he would appreciate the beautiful view between her legs,
still asked the question out of feminine shyness. After receiving an affirmative answer from Zhou Menglong,
she sighed softly, "Menglong, fine, you...if you want to see, then see. If I don't let you see, you'll
think calling you 'sister' for nothing. But, we have a deal..." "You're only allowed to look, not to touch, understand
? Otherwise, otherwise, your sister will be very angry."

When Zhou Menglong saw Qian Xiangyu say this, her delicate face flushed with an alluring
blush. Overjoyed, Zhou Menglong stood up without hesitation, squatted down next to Qian Xiangyu,
placed his hands on her jade-like legs, and gently parted them, trying to open them up
so that the beautiful scenery between her legs could be fully displayed before him.

Qian Xiangyu's body stiffened slightly. She grabbed Zhou Menglong's hand and murmured, "Menglong, what...
what are you doing?"

A wave of weakness washed over her, causing her to lean back on the sofa, panting heavily.
Her grip on 's hand was weak and powerless. Zhou Menglong looked up at Qian Xiangyu with an innocent expression
. "Sister, didn't you say you'd let me see your private parts? Now you're clenching your legs so tightly,
how am I supposed to see?"

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong tightened his grip slightly. Qian Xiangyu
let out a weak groan, and Zhou
Menglong the beautiful scenery between them slowly unfolded before Zhou Menglong's eyes. Although he was somewhat
prepared, Zhou Menglong still couldn't help but gasp slightly when he saw the view between Qian Xiangyu's legs
.

Beneath Qian Xiangyu's black evening gown were a pair of snow-white, jade-like legs. Just as Zhou Menglong
had imagined, Qian Xiangyu's legs were long and straight, her thighs round and full, her calves firm and elastic.
What was even more remarkable was that, despite being in her forties or fifties, Qian Xiangyu's skin was as delicate as a young woman's,
without trace of sagging, appearing so firm and smooth. The black evening gown further accentuated
the smoothness of Qian Xiangyu's legs. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded, and
his gaze like that of a venomous snake,
drifted towards the beautiful scenery between Qian Xiangyu's legs, tightly wrapped in her underwear.

Because Qian Xiangyu's legs were spread wide apart by Zhou Menglong, and she was now leaning against the sofa,
she was essentially displaying the beautiful scenery between her legs to Zhou Menglong
. Zhou Menglong saw that Qian Xiangyu was wearing a white silk lace panty, which
tightly hugged her legs. Her soft and plump mons pubis seemed unwilling to be confined by the panty, and
was trying to protrude outwards, forming a beautiful, slight bulge between her legs
.

Beneath the white silk lace boxer briefs, Qian Xiangyu's vulva looked
so alluring, exuding a seductive charm. The seam of the briefs was deeply embedded between
her mons pubis, making her vulva even more captivating. The contrasting white and black colors accentuated the beautiful contours of her vulva, displaying them fully before Zhou Menglong. At this moment, a faint, slightly fishy scent seemed to emanate from her vulva, tempting Zhou Menglong's senses. Qian Xiangyu leaned weakly against the sofa, feeling Zhou Menglong's burning gaze fixed A strange feeling welled up inside her, causing her to moan softly. Under this stimulation, instead of clenching her legs, she opened them even wider, intentionally thrusting her buttocks upwards, making the beautiful contours of her vulva even more prominent before Zhou Menglong. "Sister, you, you smell so good down there! I, I can smell that fragrance! Look, it's opening and closing, as if welcoming me." Zhou Menglong's eyes were glazed over as he gazed at the breathtaking scenery between Qian Xiangyu's legs. His hands began to slowly slide over Qian Xiangyu's jade-like legs. At this moment, Zhou Menglong felt as if there was an endless attraction between Qian Xiangyu's legs, drawing him forward until he touched her little cunt, where he caressed it to his heart's content, experiencing the passion of this alluring and noble woman's body. Qian Xiangyu let out a soft moan, her hand instinctively covering her thighs, concealing the allure of her vulva beneath her white lace panties . This gave Zhou Menglong even more reason to attack. He shifted his body, squeezing between Qian Xiangyu's thighs, making it difficult for her to close them. Then, Zhou Menglong brought his head close to her vulva , simultaneously grasping her hand, murmuring, "Sister, didn't you say..."

"Can I properly admire your private parts? Why are you covering them up? Hurry up, let me take a good look,
otherwise you'll be breaking your promise."

Zhou Menglong felt that Qian Xiangyu's hand covering his vulva was so weak. With just
a slight effort, he could move Qian Xiangyu's hand aside. At this moment, because Zhou Menglong was
closer to Qian Xiangyu's thighs, he could clearly see the
alluring appearance of Qian Xiangyu's vulva under the white silk lace panties. A uniquely feminine scent, carrying a hint of pungent odor and a hint of
sweetness , emanated from between Qian Xiangyu's thighs, stimulating Zhou Menglong's nerves.

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(repeated here) At this moment, Zhou Menglong, as if he had discovered a new continent, suddenly pointed to
the center of Qian Xiangyu's white silk lace panties and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, sister, what's wrong? Do you need to
pee? Why is your area all wet? Look, there's a wet patch the size of a coin. Sister,
do you need to go to the toilet? If you do, just say so."

Although she knew perfectly well that Zhou Menglong's fuss was just to attract her attention, and she also
knew perfectly well that the lustful fluid flowing from her little cunt had already soaked her panties. However, upon hearing Zhou Menglong
's words, Qian Xiangyu couldn't help but lower her head and look between her legs. "You stupid
Menglong, what are you saying? What do you mean you need to pee? My panties aren't wet."

The reason Zhou Menglong was making such a fuss was to make Qian Xiangyu say such a thing unintentionally.
Now that he heard Qian Xiangyu say this, Zhou Menglong immediately continued, "Sister, who are you trying to fool? You said
you did to pee? Look, what is this if not a wet stain?"

As he
spoke .

Zhou Menglong's movements were so fast that before Qian Xiangyu could react, he
had intimate contact with her vulva, which was tightly wrapped in white silk panties.
A feeling like being electrocuted surged from her vulva, stimulating Qian Xiangyu's nerves, making her
unable to help groan.

Seeing Qian Xiangyu's expression, Zhou Menglong almost burst out laughing. He
brought , to his nose, inhaling deeply before mischievously saying, "Sister, something's
strange. This smell... it's a bit pungent, but also has a sweet scent, like urine, but
not quite the same. And, sister, this stuff seems sticky. What is it?
Take a look."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong moved his finger closer to Qian Xiangyu's head. Seeing Zhou Menglong
extend his finger, still
wet turned her head away, avoiding his finger. But at that moment, she
suddenly felt a warm sensation on her vulva. The strange stimulation made her groan again
. Looking down, she saw that Zhou Menglong had buried his head between her legs,
rubbing against her.

Seeing this, Qian Xiangyu's heart pounded.
Her little cunt, untouched by caresses for over a decade, suddenly received a strange visitor. The stimulation it brought was
unimaginable That familiar yet unfamiliar feeling sent
a strange excitement through her body. However, her female intuition told her that if Zhou Menglong
continued, she might not be able to resist doing something wrong.

In this situation, Qian Xiangyu arched her hips, making her little cunt protrude even more between her thighs
, welcoming Zhou Menglong's passionate kisses. At the same time, she reached out
and Zhou Menglong's head.
Only Qian Xiangyu herself knew which of these actions truly represented her intention.

Zhou Menglong wasn't sure whether Qian Xiangyu was responding to or resisting his teasing of her little pussy, which was nestled between her legs and
covered Feeling Qian Xiangyu's hand lifting her
head, Zhou Menglong stood up. Qian Xiangyu hadn't expected that her feigned
refusal to Zhou Menglong leaving her. With his departure, Qian Xiangyu
felt a tremendous sense of loss. In this situation, she almost blurted
out the words, "Don't leave!"

But she knew she had been the one lifting Zhou Menglong's head, and if she uttered those words now
, she would be powerless to resist his next move, and she would inevitably
become a slut in others' eyes. So, at the crucial moment, Qian Xiangyu bit her lip,
not uttering a sound, but the disappointment in her large, watery eyes was
impossible to hide.

Seeing Qian Xiangyu panting and looking incredibly alluring, Zhou Menglong knew that she
had slowly fallen into the abyss of lust. With a little manipulation, this
beautiful woman, exuding the aura of a mature yet noble and elegant woman, would be his plaything tonight. Under
these circumstances, Zhou Menglong poured two glasses of wine, offering one to Qian Xiangyu: "Sister, thank you
for fulfilling my wish. I'm so grateful. To express my gratitude, I'll drink this one."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xiangyu's delicate face showed even more
obvious : "Menglong, is that all?"

After receiving Zhou Menglong's affirmative reply, Qian Xiangyu seemed to be suppressing her
rising lust, yet also resenting herself for pretending to
lift Zhou Menglong's head from between her legs. Suddenly, she tilted her head back and downed the glass of wine.

Zhou Menglong walked over to Qian Xiangyu and plopped down next to her, putting an arm around her
slender waist. He murmured, "Sister, I really didn't expect your field to be so beautiful.
I don't know why, but after smelling the scent of your field, my urethra got even bigger."
"It's so hard and uncomfortable now."

Qian Xiangyu knew, of course, that the place Zhou Menglong was referring to when he said "pee" was his large penis. Although
she knew Zhou Menglong was teasing her, Qian Xiangyu still couldn't help but glance at Zhou Menglong's crotch
. Upon seeing it, Qian Xiangyu blushed. It turned out that
Zhou Menglong's penis had grown even larger than before, making his pants bulge.

"Menglong, what are you doing? Who said, who said your thing was hard? I, I do
n't believe it."

Thinking about the wonderful feeling that Zhou Menglong's large penis had
given her when it pressed against her round and perky buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in her black evening dress, Qian Xiangyu didn't know
why she had said such provocative words in front of Zhou Menglong.

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly, then suddenly unzipped his pants, freeing his large penis.
He muttered, "Sister, you're my sister, how could I lie to you? Look,
isn't it getting bigger? Honestly, did you really think I'd lie to you?"

Although he saw Qian Xiangyu turn her head away after seeing his actions, Zhou Menglong was confident that
in a little while, Qian Xiangyu would be unable to resist the temptation of his large penis and turn her head to look at it
.

Sure enough, after a short while, Qian Xiangyu turned her head: "Menglong, what are you doing?
You, you've actually exposed your thing! Aren't you ashamed? Really!"

Although Qian Xiangyu was looking at other parts of Zhou Menglong's body while speaking, Zhou Menglong
could clearly see that Qian Xiangyu's peripheral vision was focused on his large penis. Moreover,
after seeing his large penis looking menacing and imposing, a hint of excitement flashed in Qian Xiangyu's large, watery
eyes .

Seeing Qian Xiangyu looking at his large penis, Zhou Menglong suddenly stood up and said mischievously,
"Sister, look, you just showed me your thing, now I'll show you mine
. I hope you like it."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong put his hands on his hips, placing his hard and hot penis in
front of Qian Xiangyu.

Qian Xiangyu groaned and turned her head away, not daring to look at Zhou Menglong's large penis. However, the strong, pungent smell emanating from the
penis stimulated her senses, causing her
to quickly turn her head back. Her large, watery eyes stared at Zhou Menglong's penis with a dazed
expression. Zhou Menglong noticed that after seeing his penis, Qian Xiangyu's legs, which had been separated
, clamped together again and began to wriggle.

Zhou Menglong knew that Qian Xiangyu couldn't resist the temptation of his penis, which was
why This action caused her two thick labia, tightly wrapped in white silk lace panties
, to rub together, thus reducing her inner impulse and desire. Seeing Qian Xiangyu's expression, Zhou Menglong's penis
suddenly thrust forward: "Sister, look, mine is all wet."

Hearing Zhou Menglong say this, Qian Xiangyu subconsciously looked at Zhou Menglong's penis and
saw that a clear drop of liquid had seeped from the glans. Seeing Qian Xiangyu looking at his
penis with a fascinated expression, Zhou Menglong became even more excited: "Sister, look, he's crying, aren't you going to
comfort him? Look at him..." "How heartbroken you are."

A pungent, unpleasant, yet highly arousing scent
emanated from Zhou Menglong's large penis, stimulating Qian Xiangyu's nerves. Seeing the rock-hard hardness of Zhou Menglong's penis and
hearing his words, Qian Xiangyu subconsciously licked her dry lips. After glancing at
Zhou Menglong , she slowly leaned closer. Seeing her expression, Zhou Menglong knew
she was trying to soothe his penis. As her head drew closer,
he could feel her warm breath hitting his
glans, the unusual stimulation causing him to let out a low growl.

As Qian Xiangyu opened her mouth, about to take his large penis into her warm, moist
mouth and let him feel the irresistible passion of this alluring woman, Zhou Menglong trembled
with , his eyes gleaming with a wolfish light. But just as Qian Xiangyu and Zhou Menglong
's penis were about to touch, Qian Xiangyu pulled her head back. A look
of panic appeared on her delicate face. Shaking her head, Qian Xiangyu looked at Zhou Menglong pleadingly: "Menglong,
no, we can't do this. I... I'm older than you, more than twenty years older than you. I... I could
be your mother. How... how could we do such a thing?" "Here comes the thing."

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected that just as he was about to take the most crucial step in conquering Qian Xiangyu,
she would consider ethics and common sense and reject him. He felt a slight sense of disappointment, but Zhou Menglong
knew that he couldn't show any abnormality under these circumstances, otherwise, it would be bad if he offended this
beautiful woman . Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong nodded, suppressing
his disappointment, and sat down next to Zheng Jueru. However, at this moment, Zhou Menglong's big penis did not
retract, and Qian Xiangyu's evening dress, which had been lifted up, was not lowered, but instead allowed her white silk lace panties, which tightly
covered her little cunt, to be exposed.

The two seemed to tacitly agree that they had exposed their most intimate parts to each other,
neither asking the other to get dressed. After sitting down next to Qian Xiangyu, Zhou Menglong turned and
smiled at her: "Sister, I know what you're thinking. You really want a man to caress you, but you
can't get over your own inhibitions. But women have to be tough on themselves. Do you really want
to hold onto something for someone who isn't worth it? How about this, sister, let's talk for a while. I'll
caress , but if you don't agree, I
won't penetrate you. What do you think? This way, you can enjoy a man's caresses without cheating. What do you say?"

Looking at Zhou Menglong's passionate gaze, and remembering how he had just pressed between her legs to give her...
The unusual stimulation made Qian Xiangyu feel a sudden dryness in her mouth. Zhou Menglong's suggestion clearly did
n't cross her bottom line; otherwise, she wouldn't have allowed him to pull out his large penis
and tempt her in front of her. Under these circumstances, Qian Xiangyu subconsciously
nodded .

Seeing that Qian Xiangyu had agreed to his request, Zhou Menglong knew that although Qian Xiangyu's noble temperament and good
upbringing made his methods constantly encounter obstacles in front of this mature and beautiful woman, this
beautiful woman's heart had begun to stir, and she was taking steps towards the trap he had laid
. As long as he persisted in waging a protracted war with her, he believed that victory in this battle would surely belong to him
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