【The Mortal World】(Part 3) (Chapters 41-80) Author: Forced by Life

Author: Forced by Life
Word Count: 173723

Forty-one-year-old white-collar young woman, Menglin (Part 3)

But in a different environment, facing Zhou Menglong's provocations, Zheng Menglin would have already actively responded.
A young woman's body is naturally sensitive, and besides, Zheng Menglin already had feelings for Zhou Menglong,
so how could she resist his provocations? But in this environment, Zheng Menglin simply couldn't
accept it.

It was precisely because of these reasons that Zheng Menglin had been resisting Zhou Menglong. But now, Zhou Menglong
's large penis was constantly rubbing against her little cunt, and it would be a lie to say that Zheng Menglin wasn't moved by
the stimulation . Now, Zheng Menglin felt that her will to resist
was getting weaker and weaker; she was only symbolically struggling to uphold her beliefs.
The sounds she made in protest against Zhou Menglong were more like moans than resistance.

Amidst Zheng Menglin's soul-stirring screams that resembled moans, Zhou Menglong's middle finger was already fully inserted into
Zheng Menglin's tight, warm, and overflowing wet vagina. Immediately, Zhou Menglong felt
a ring of tender flesh tightly gripping his middle finger inside Zheng Menglin's wet vagina, soft and smooth. However,
Zhou Menglong 's mind was too busy to savor that pleasure. His middle finger was already rapidly thrusting in and out of Zheng Menglin's vagina.
He wanted to arouse this woman's desire as quickly as possible before proceeding with the next step of conquest.

"Oh, uh... hum... please don't... let me go... please don't... uh,
um... if someone comes in and sees, I'm doomed, please, ah, ah, ah, Manager Zhou, please
let me go!" The pleading, interspersed with alluring moans, deeply stimulated Zhou Menglong, causing his
fingers to rapidly move in and out of Zheng Menglin's wet vagina. Lubricated by her vaginal fluids, Zheng Menglin's
vagina was exceptionally smooth, and the sensual sensation made Zhou Menglong even more excited, his eyes gleaming
with a wolfish light.

Zhou Menglong reached out and covered Zheng Menglin's mouth again. Their eyes met, and all they could see was
the glistening moisture in Zheng Menglin's phoenix eyes. Zhou Menglong's middle finger, which had been moving in and out of Zheng Menglin's vagina, had stopped. "I can let you go,
as long as you agree to my conditions!"

Seeing Zheng Menglin still struggling, Zhou Menglong admired her perseverance.
He knew that if things continued like this, he might be able to have her, but that
would time-consuming and exhausting. So, he changed his strategy, returning to his initial
approach of using gentleness to overcome strength, aiming to arouse Zheng Menglin's desire before conquering her.

After speaking, Zhou Menglong released his hand from Zheng Menglin's mouth, allowing her to speak. Zheng Menglin hadn't expected
Zhou Menglong to stop so easily. Slightly disappointed, she gave up struggling and instead looked at Zhou Menglong with her big,
watery eyes. "Uh...you...what are your conditions? As long as you don't touch me, I...I
'll agree to anything, okay?" Although Zheng Menglin said this, her feelings were
very complicated. At this moment, Zheng Menglin suddenly realized that deep down she actually
longed for Zhou Menglong's big penis to penetrate her little pussy. Otherwise, seeing Zhou Menglong release
her , she should feel happy, not disappointed or other complicated emotions.

Seeing that Zheng Menglin had given up struggling and was now listening attentively to him, Zhou Menglong smiled slightly.
"Menglin, I love you so much that I couldn't help but act impulsively. I apologize for my behavior just now,
but you also said you wanted me to hold you and caress you properly, right?" Under Zhou Menglong's gaze
, Zheng Menglin, for some reason, obediently nodded in agreement.

Seeing that his gentle approach had worked, Zhou Menglong chuckled. "I can avoid using my big cock on your
little cunt, but you have to let me kiss you and caress you properly. You can't scream or struggle.
I think you can accept this condition!"

Although Zhou Menglong said this, what he really thought was that as long as Zheng Menglin gave up resisting,
with his superb seduction skills, he would definitely be able to make Zheng Menglin accept him without her even realizing it. In
that case, Zhou Menglong's wish would be 90% fulfilled.

Zheng Menglin seemed to read Zhou Menglong's mind, her large, watery eyes widening as she looked at
him, a hint of hesitation in her expression. "If you don't agree, I'll..."

Zhou Menglong's middle finger, still inserted inside Zheng Menglin's tender vagina, twitched slightly. Seeing her expression, he
knew he was in trouble, so he pressed her further.

A throbbing, tingling, touch-like pleasure rose between her legs, stimulating
Zheng Menglin 's nerves, causing her to make a decision in an instant. "Don't...don't move...take your...take your finger
out first, and I'll agree!"

Seeing that Zheng Menglin had agreed, Zhou Menglong's finger, as if still wanting more, gently probed the smooth walls of her
vagina . Zheng Menglin immediately tensed, a hint
of longing appearing in her large, watery eyes. Although this longing was fleeting, the observant Zhou Menglong caught it.

To give Zheng Menglin a way out, although Zhou Menglong was somewhat reluctant
to part with the warm and moist sensation from his fingertips, he slowly withdrew his middle finger from her vagina. Zheng Menglin
immediately relaxed, reaching out a hand to cover her already wet and swollen mons pubis, preventing
Zhou Menglong from penetrating her again.

After withdrawing his finger, Zhou Menglong, as if deliberately teasing Zheng Menglin, put his middle finger, covered in her vaginal
fluids , into his mouth and sucked on it, savoring the sweet fragrance of her vulva. While licking
the taste of the fluids between Zheng Menglin's legs on his finger, Zhou Menglong watched Zheng Menglin's reaction. He only
heard her soft panting, her breath warm and fragrant like orchids, and her delicate face
showed excitement. Clearly, Zhou Menglong's lewd teasing had made Zheng Menglin even more excited.

"If you suck again... I won't let you... I won't let you caress me anymore!"

Seeing Zhou Menglong's ecstatic expression as he licked her juices, Zheng Menglin's heart
pounded . Her mouth was dry, and she whispered softly, her voice carrying a captivating allure.
Hearing that alluring voice, Zhou Menglong felt his large penis grow even larger.

He withdrew his middle finger from his mouth and gazed into Zheng Menglin's captivating, watery phoenix eyes.
"As long as you behave, I will never break my promise. Now… close your eyes!"

This time, Zheng Menglin obediently closed her captivating phoenix eyes. Looking at the lovely woman beneath him with her eyes slightly closed, her face
flushed, and her breathing somewhat rapid, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard.

He leaned against Zheng Menglin, who was lying on her back, and gently pressed his lips to her soft, tender lips.
Zheng Menglin 's body trembled, and she let out a heavy moan. As Zhou Menglong's sharp lips pressed against Zheng Menglin's tightly closed, glossy
teeth, Zheng Menglin obediently opened her small mouth, driving men wild. Zhou Menglong gently sucked on
the fragrant saliva in Zheng Menglin's mouth. Perhaps the previous struggles had left Zheng Menglin's mouth dry, and the saliva in her mouth was incredibly thick
, like honey, flowing into Zhou Menglong's mouth. Fortunately, Zhou Menglong was lying on his side, so Zheng Menglin couldn't feel that
Zhou Menglong's already erect penis had become even more erect because of the thick, fragrant saliva he had swallowed
. Otherwise, she would probably have been afraid and worried for a long time.

When Zhou Menglong's tongue gently teased Zheng Menglin's soft, fragrant tongue, Zheng Menglin's tongue tip shyly dodged,
responding passionately. Zhou Menglong knew that Zheng Menglin was gradually opening her heart, so he unleashed
his tongue skills, his tongue intertwining and swirling with Zheng Menglin's tender tongue in her mouth like a nimble tongue. Out of instinct
, Zheng Menglin's breathing became heavy.

Zheng Menglin hadn't expected that after calming down, her body would
become . Zhou Menglong's tongue, constantly swirling in her mouth, deeply stimulated her,
giving her a strange sweetness along with a strange thrill. Under this stimulation,
Zheng Menglin could feel her last line of defense slowly crumbling, and
the desire gradually taking over her entire being. At this moment, if Zhou Menglong were to do anything else,
Zheng Menglin truly didn't know if she could refuse.

Zhou Menglong felt that Zheng Menglin's body was slowly softening under his teasing.
At this moment, Zhou Menglong no longer had to worry about Zheng Menglin's struggles and moans attracting other people, so he focused on enjoying
Zheng Menglin's fragrant lips. He felt the lovely young woman in his arms slowly fall against him, and
her breathing became heavy. Zhou Menglong was overjoyed.

Although Zhou Menglong couldn't see Zheng Menglin's reaction because he was passionately kissing her,
he felt her hand, which wasn't covering her mons pubis, grasp his upper arm. Her slender, delicate fingers
intertwined tightly, and her tender tongue actively entwined with his. Hearing the sounds in her throat,
Zhou knew that she was also greedily swallowing his saliva.
The beautiful woman, who had just been struggling and acting desperately, now completely intoxicated by the hot, passionate kiss,
was unaware that Zhou Menglong's nimble hands had quietly unbuttoned her silk blouse.

When Zhou Menglong's lips parted, Zheng Menglin exhaled a long, sweet, orchid-like breath, as if she felt a little lost
and regretful. Zhou Menglong had been waiting for this moment, and how could he let Zheng Menglin down? Just as Zheng Menglin was still
savoring moment, Zhou Menglong's hand slipped inside her undone collar, pulled aside her purple
bra, and covered her full breasts with his palm. Although it wasn't the first time he'd touched Zheng Menglin's breasts,
the firm, soft, and incredibly elastic feeling still excited Zhou Menglong even more.

Zheng Menglin let out a soft moan, her soft hand pressing against the back of Zhou Menglong's hand that was holding her breast.
Her expression seemed to both reject Zhou Menglong's caresses and actively welcome them.

At this moment, Zhou Menglong had already used his mouth to pry open the other half of Zheng Menglin's bra. With a soft cry from Zheng Menglin,
Zhou Menglong 's mouth was already covering her pointed nipple. Immediately, Zhou Menglong heard Zheng Menglin's heavy breathing.
Her other hand, which had been covering her mons pubis, forgot to protect her vulva and rose to gently push Zhou Menglong's head away. But Zhou Menglong
could clearly feel that the push was so weak and powerless. Meanwhile, Zheng Menglin's nipples, slightly larger than those of an average woman, hardened like small fleshy balls
under the gentle sucking of Zhou Menglong's devilish mouth and the licking of his tongue around the nipples . Stimulated and teased like this, Zheng Menglin's slender waist began to twist, her lower abdomen rising and falling. An expression of excitement appeared on her delicate face, which seemed as if it could be broken with a flick of a finger. Zheng Menglin was now completely aroused. Just then, Zhou Menglong knew the time was ripe. He quietly bent over and gently pressed his already naked lower body against Zheng Menglin's equally naked lower body. This time, Zheng Menglin did not resist, only breathing heavily. When Zhou Menglong's thick, hot penis pressed against Zheng Menglin's crotch, Zheng Menglin 's naked lower body reflexively tensed. The hand that was originally covering the back of Zhou Menglong's hand turned to push against Zhou Menglong's strong waist . Zhou Menglong's mouth moved to Zheng Menglin's already erect nipple and whispered in Zheng Menglin's ear. "Don't be nervous... I promise I won't violate you, I really will. I just want us to rub against each other a little. You know, my big cock is already so hard it can't take it anymore. If I don't let it release some tension, I'm afraid it'll explode..." Zhou Menglong said, and immediately kissed Zheng Menglin's open lips, a deep kiss. This time, Zheng Menglin seemed to have a tacit understanding, immediately extending her tender tongue to intertwine with Zhou Menglong's tongue. The hand that was originally pushing Zhou Menglong's waist rose up to hold Zhou Menglong's head, her smooth little mouth opened, and she took Zhou Menglong's tongue into her mouth, greedily sucking it. Zhou Menglong and Zheng Menglin's naked lower bodies were pressed together, their groins tightly pressed together. Zhou Menglong's thighs were pressed against Zheng Menglin's snow-white, soft, and elastic thighs. That kind of flesh-on-flesh contact with the opposite sex, even before the real action , was already so pleasurable that every pore on his body opened up. Zhou Menglong thought Zheng Menglin felt the same way, because at this moment, Zheng Menglin was also gently twisting her rounded thighs, adjusting the angle of their bodies rubbing together. Zheng Menglin's thighs, which were originally tightly closed, slightly opened, allowing Zhou Menglong's thick, hard penis, pressed against her lower abdomen, to penetrate between her thighs. Afterwards , Zhou Menglong no longer held back, rubbing his erect, thick penis tightly against Zheng Menglin's tender, delicate petals . His excitement began to rise, and Zheng Menglin's slender waist began to move, cooperating with Zhou...

Menglong's large penis rubbed against Zheng Menglin's vulva, and Zheng Menglin's
vulva, already soaked with vaginal fluid, spurted out an even thicker, slippery liquid from deep within her vagina as it rubbed against Menglong's large glans. The tender vulva slowly opened as
the hard glans of Menglong's penis rubbed against her vulva . "Come in...uh...you should still put your big cock in, Manager Zhou, I, I can't take it anymore, I was wrong just now , no, I shouldn't have refused you, now, now I realize how much, how much I crave, crave your big cock to fuck my little cunt, come on, Manager Zhou, I won't blame you anymore , please come in, my little cunt is so itchy...ah, uh..." The charming and sexy Zheng Menglin turned her head away from Zhou Menglong's deep kiss, her cheeks flushed and her breath sweet as orchids as she whispered in Zhou Menglong's ear, teasing the sensitive parts of Zhou Menglong's body. At this moment, Zheng Menglin had gone from being on the verge of death to actively responding to Zhou Menglong, which showed how superb Zhou Menglong's teasing techniques were. Zhou Menglong's head was flushed from Zheng Menglin's warm breath, making his already large penis , appear even thicker. He couldn't help but thrust his hips forward, pushing his swollen, purplish-red glans aside her soft, moist labia and inserting it about half an inch into her tight, moist vagina. He instantly felt the ridges of his hard glans being tightly gripped by a ring of soft, tender flesh. Zheng Menglin let out a soft moan, her slender hands gripping Zhou Menglong's waist, a mixture of welcome and resistance. "Don't worry, I'll just do it gently, let's kiss our lower bodies too..." At this moment, Zhou Menglong was like a wolf in sheep's clothing. As he said this, Zhou Menglong took Zheng Menglin's tender tongue into his mouth and gently teased her. Zheng Menglin's phoenix eyes sparkled with a crystal-clear light, and she shook her head with a soft moan. The fine strands of hair made Zhou Menglong's cheeks feel numb and itchy. Although she knew that Zhou Menglong was lying to her and that his ultimate goal was to penetrate her little cunt, the emptiness and desire in her body actually made Zheng Menglin believe Zhou Menglong's lies, causing her to moan softly. "Manager Zhou, please be gentle later. I... I'm afraid I won't be able to handle your big cock. Because... because I haven't made love with my husband in so long. Ah, it feels so good. Big cock, put it in." As Zheng Menglin spoke, Zhou Menglong spread his legs apart, gently rubbing his thighs against her delicate thighs, teasing her slowly. At this moment, Zhou Menglong knew that he should learn from his previous mistake and not be too hasty. If he made Zheng Menglin feel disgusted again, he . So when Zhou Menglong used his hand to guide his penis and push the large glans further into Zheng Menglin's tight yet incredibly slippery and tender vagina, the glans of his penis felt Zheng Menglin's vaginal opening contracting , like a baby's mouth sucking on his glans. "Uh...so comfortable, I feel so good...your big cock is so hot...Manager Zhou, your big cock is so, so big, so comfortable, Manager Zhou, your big cock is finally in, I, I'm so excited, so excited...uh...ah..." Zheng Menglin kept moaning, but her voice was weak and sore, like a murmur. Her round, snow-white legs had already opened automatically, and the sharp, thin heels of her high heels poked at Zhou Menglong , stimulating Zhou Menglong's penis to thrust forward. With a muffled cry from Zheng Menglin, it had already reached the core of her vagina. "Ah...it hurts! Uh...don't move, please...uh..." Although her vagina was already very moist from the lustful fluids, the large penis was still too thick, so Zheng Menglin still felt a little uncomfortable. Although her charming phoenix eyes squeezed out a tear from the pain, they were mostly filled with the excited lust after the large penis was deeply inserted. Feeling the warmth , Zhou Menglong suppressed his inner joy and covered Zheng Menglin's soft lips with his mouth. "Mmm ..." Zheng Menglin stretched out her smooth, fragrant tongue and let Zhou Menglong suck on it, but she shook her head violently as if unwilling to submit. Perhaps it was regret had penetrated her little cunt so easily, or perhaps it was the pain that made Zheng Menglin start to struggle, but Zhou Menglong thought that Zheng Menglin had to make a symbolic resistance in order to save face. Under these circumstances , Zhou Menglong placed his mouth on Zheng Menglin's full and firm breasts, gently sucking on the tips, his tongue swirling around the hardened, cherry-like nipples. Zheng Menglin began to moan, her slender hands clasped around Zhou Menglong's waist and back, her lower body pressed against his, her naked waist and abdomen swaying helplessly. The moist, soft walls of her vagina sucked at Zhou Menglong's already inserted, thick penis like a small mouth. Zhou Menglong knew the time was ripe, so he reached out and gripped Zheng Menglin's smooth waist, thrusting his lower body forward, his large penis rubbing against Zheng Menglin's clitoris. Zhou Menglong felt the glans of his penis kissing . The rapidly contracting uterine cavity, tense with tension, gripped and tightened around the large glans penis. Zhou Menglong's genitals and Zheng Menglin 's genitals were now perfectly intertwined, their lower bodies completely united. Zheng Menglin's captivating phoenix eyes, glistening with moisture, stared at Zhou Menglong, seemingly disappointed yet holding a hint of alluring desire. "You're inside?" "Mmm... I'm inside you to the deepest part of your body. Our genitals are completely intertwined. Can't you feel it...?" Zhou Menglong felt the warmth on Zheng Menglin's cheeks; she was probably blushing from his explicit words . "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle... You'll feel very comfortable in a moment..." "You promised not to go in..." Zhou Menglong knew that Zheng Menglin was only saying this to save face, implying that she hadn't willingly allowed him to enter, but rather that he had forced himself on her, leaving her powerless to resist. "Uh...don't move...it hurts..." Actually, Zhou Menglong's thick, erect penis, deep inside Zheng Menglin's uterus, hadn't moved at all. It was just that the large penis, inserted into Zheng Menglin's untouched, tight, and beautiful vagina . "A beauty as beautiful as you, no man can resist..."

As Zhou Menglong spoke, he covered Zheng Menglin's smooth lips with his own. Zheng Menglin kept her mouth closed, refusing to let Zhou Menglong's tongue
explore, and turned her head away, no longer looking at him. Her shy appearance aroused Zhou Menglong

's lust. Zhou Menglong felt a pang of guilt, but the pleasure of penetrating Zheng Menglin's beautiful vagina instantly overshadowed his
guilt. Zhou Menglong began to gently thrust his large penis, trying to "slowly thrust and withdraw." Zheng Menglin was pressed
down by Zhou Menglong, her legs slightly parted. Her body seemed unresponsive to Zhou Menglong's thrusts, but Zhou Menglong noticed the slight furrowing of her
brows , the narrowing of her beautiful eyes, and the soft panting from her lips. He knew that the strings of desire within Zheng Menglin had been
touched by him.

Zhou Menglong watched as Zheng Menglin's snow-white lower body writhed beneath him, their smooth
skin pressed tightly together at the base of their thighs—what a beautiful sight! As Zhou Menglong embraced Zheng Menglin's full breasts and
began thrusting his thick penis into her sticky vagina, Zheng Menglin,
still in pain, pushed against Zhou Menglong's strong chest with both hands, fiercely resisting.

"Ah...no...it hurts...please stop...ah...be gentle...uh..."

Zhou Menglong ignored Zheng Menglin's cries of pain, instead tightening his grip on her breasts,
making their genitals fused together completely. Zheng Menglin's tight, slippery vagina under Zhou Menglong's
wild thrusting and pounding changed. Hot fluid intermittently gushed from deep within her uterus, making her vagina
even more slippery, facilitating Zhou Menglong's thrusts. Zhou Menglong moved rapidly, his thick penis like a steam piston at
its highest point, constantly moving in and out of Zheng Menglin's vagina, ignoring
her moans. The area between their groins was also wet and sticky with the fluids from their thrusts.

Gradually, Zheng Menglin's hands, which had been pushing against Zhou Menglong's chest, somehow wrapped around his waist.
Her nails, like nutmegs, dug into the firm skin of his waist, causing a stinging pain. Zheng Menglin's painful moans
turned into excited panting, her beautiful phoenix eyes radiating hopeful excitement, and her lower body began to
move excitedly, responding to Zhou Menglong's thrusts.

"Wrap your legs around my waist, you'll feel even better..."

Zhou Menglong said, immediately sealing Zheng Menglin's soft lips with his. Zheng Menglin's smooth tongue immediately slipped into
Zhou Menglong's mouth, intertwining with his. The two greedily drank the nectar from each other's mouths. The intense pleasure of their intercourse, where
they were one caused the beautiful woman beneath them to tremble with spasms. After hearing Zhou Menglong
's words, her two round, snow-white, and shapely legs obediently wrapped around Zhou Menglong's waist, making
their thrusting genitals collide even more violently.

"Uh... mmm..."

Zheng Menglin moved her lips away from Zhou Menglong's tightly clenched lips, panting heavily. "Oh...I'm coming...I
'm going to climax...uh, ah..."

Zhou Menglong knew that Zheng Menglin was about to climax due to the intense friction of their genitals and the intense pleasure of intercourse
. Zhou Menglong's thick penis thrust even faster, his hands tightly holding Zheng Menglin's breasts, making
their genitals fit together tightly, his hard glans constantly hitting the core of Zheng Menglin's uterus.
"Relax...come if you want to...relax...faster..."

"Uh uh! I'm going to come...I'm going to come...ah...uh..."

With Zheng Menglin's cries, Zhou Menglong felt Zheng Menglin's vagina contract rapidly, the tender flesh walls constantly writhing
and grinding against Zhou Menglong's penis, her two snow-white and charming legs trembling incessantly as if in convulsions, tightly wrapping around
Zhou Menglong 's waist as if trying to break it. "Uh...I came...I came...My scalp
is so numb...I came...Uh, ah..."

As Zheng Menglin groaned and cried out, perhaps instinctively, she thrust her mons pubis between her legs, pressing it tightly against
Zhou Menglong 's penis, rotating and grinding against it. Amidst the rustling sound of their pubic hair rubbing together,
a stream of heat gushed from the depths of Zheng Menglin's uterus onto the tip of Zhou Menglong's glans. Zheng Menglin's mons pubis felt like
a smooth little ball of flesh. The penis rubbed and rotated incessantly against the glans of Zhou Menglong's penis, while Zheng Menglin's
tight vagina sucked and rubbed against his shaft. This pleasurable intercourse made Zhou Menglong unable to hold back any longer, and
thick streams of semen erupted like a volcanic eruption, pouring into Zheng Menglin's flower. Perhaps the sensitive
core was stimulated by Zhou Menglong's hot semen, and she groaned loudly. Her two beautiful legs, which
were tightly wrapped around Zhou Menglong's waist, tightened their grip, making Zhou Menglong groan softly.

"Uh... Menglin! You're really amazing... Uh... I never expected your little cunt to be so beautiful..."

Before Zhou Menglong could finish speaking, Zheng Menglin wrapped her jade-like arms around his neck, opened her soft lips and took his mouth in
hers , sucking on his tongue like a spring in the desert. Among the countless beautiful women Zhou Menglong had experienced
, few were as wild and fiery, as sweet and cloying as Zheng Menglin. He immediately returned the kiss fiercely, both greedily
sucking the sweet saliva from each other's mouths. The afterglow of passion lingered, and they were both intoxicated in the tender and sweet lovemaking.

After making love with Zheng Menglin so passionately, Zhou Menglong had completely forgotten about his trial marriage with Zhao Ningshuang
. The next day, when he arrived at work, he saw the marketing department buzzing with discussion. "What's going on?"

Zhou Menglong asked Zhao Shuli, completely bewildered. Zhao Shuli flung Zhou Menglong's hand away and said,
"Supervisor, please show me some respect in the future. Don't be so casual."

"What's wrong with me? I just helped you out. Besides, we've already done 'that,' what's there
to be afraid of?"

Zhou Menglong said with a grin. "Let's go on a date sometime."

"Watch your mouth. Who said 'that' with you?"

Zhao Shuli blushed deeply and said in an unfriendly tone, "I dislike men who are unfaithful. Humph,
I have work to do, I don't have time to chat with you."

With that, she turned and left.

Zhou Menglong scratched his head, thinking, "What's going on? What did I do to offend Zhao Shuli? It was just
a joke, is it worth getting so angry?"

At this moment, Li Yueling came out of the filing room. She had just received a client's request information and was there to file it.
Even if she didn't complete the job, she would still get a share of the bonus later. "Yueling, busy, huh?" Zhou Menglong

greeted Li Yueling warmly as soon as he saw her. His eyes swept over , and he thought to himself, "Why do these girls' breasts seem to have gotten even bigger?"

Li Yueling felt Zhou Menglong's gaze sweep over her chest, and felt a surge of pleasure. If it were anyone else,
Li Yueling would have been furious, but Zhou Menglong was different. She secretly hoped Zhou Menglong would pay attention to her, even if
it was just looking at her chest. Li Yueling walked up to Zhou Menglong with the documents in her arms, her face beaming, and said sweetly,
"Yes, supervisor, I just found a client. He said they'll consider buying an engine this month."

"Good job, little girl. Keep up the good work. You can handle this order. If needed, I can help
out ."

Zhou Menglong patted Li Yueling's shoulder. This gesture meant nothing to Zhou Menglong; it was just
an encouragement. But Li Yueling misinterpreted it as an intimate gesture. Her face flushed
red, and she lowered her head, unable to look Zhou Menglong in the eye.

"Oh, Yueling, did something happen today? Everyone's talking about it. Is
something ?"

Zhou Menglong asked. Li Yueling shyly raised her head, her cheeks still flushed. "Manager,
I'm not quite sure."

Zhou Menglong smiled, secretly wondering if this little girl had really fallen for him. If so,
should he find an opportunity to take advantage of her? The thought of Li Yueling lying naked on the bed, her high,
firm breasts standing tall, her pink and white body ready for his ravaging
, stirred a surge of desire within Zhou Menglong, and his lower body began to stir.

"Damn, this beauty is too alluring. Just thinking about it gives me this urge."

To cover his embarrassment, Zhou Menglong simply told Li Yueling, "Work hard," and hurried towards
his office . Just as Zhou Menglong reached his office door, before his hand even touched the doorknob, he heard
Zhang Weigang's voice behind him. "Manager Zhou, please wait a moment."

Zhou Menglong turned around and saw Zhang Weigang accompanying Zhao Ningshuang towards him. Zhao Ningshuang was wearing a white
Chanel suit and red ankle boots. A crystal necklace adorned her delicate, pink neck,
and dangling earrings graced

her round, jade-like earlobes. Zhou Menglong swallowed hard upon seeing Zhao Ningshuang's attire. He thought to himself, "Zhao Ningshuang is indeed
beautiful. Despite her bad temper, she has a rather pitiful appearance."

Zhao Ningshuang, seeing Zhou Menglong's lecherous gaze, felt a surge of anger. She wondered
what was so appealing about this rogue that even her father encouraged her to date him. The more she looked at Zhou Menglong,
the angrier she became. She had originally intended to have a serious talk with Zhou Menglong to cancel this absurd trial marriage. But seeing Zhou Menglong's
lustful gaze at her chest, she flew into a rage, thinking, "You want me to have a trial marriage with you? You're dreaming."

"Manager Zhou, this is the vice president of Yingmao International Group, and also a long-time client of our company," Zhang

Weigang said hastily, unaware that Zhou Menglong and Zhao Ningshuang already knew each other .
"Manager Zhang, I know her."

Seeing Zhao Ningshuang's posture, Zhou Menglong knew she was up to no good and was probably after him. He decided
to take a wait-and-see approach.

Zhao Ningshuang snorted, "Manager Zhang, I'm here to see him."

This stunned Zhang Weigang, who thought to himself, "What the hell is going on? Why is the vice president of Yingmao
International Group looking for Zhou Menglong? He's the head of the marketing department; he should be looking for
me first."

Zhang Weigang, being an experienced businessman, quickly realized that Zhou Menglong's connections were considerable. Zhao
Ningshuang was clearly after Zhou Menglong, and there was probably something between them.

Zhang Weigang hurriedly smiled and said, "Alright, since Vice President Zhao is looking for our Manager Zhou, I won't disturb you two any longer
. You two talk."

Zhou Menglong had already opened his office door. Hearing Zhang Weigang's words, he went along with it and said,
"Manager Zhang, it's indeed a bit inconvenient for Vice President Zhao to discuss private matters with me. However, it's really
nothing Don't worry about me knowing, Vice President Zhao and I just got engaged."

"Ah."

This was unexpected for Zhang Weigang. Even with his shrewdness, he couldn't have imagined that Zhou Menglong and Zhao Ningshuang had this kind of relationship.
"You scoundrel, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhao Ningshuang couldn't hold back her anger and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay, you two talk."

Zhang Weigang tactfully left. He didn't believe Zhou Menglong's words; it didn't look like Zhou Menglong and Zhao Ningshuang
were engaged at all. He also knew that Zhou Menglong liked to talk nonsense, so he took it as a joke and
didn't take it seriously.

Zhou Menglong went into the office, and Zhao Ningshuang followed him in. Zhao Ningshuang
slammed shut. "Why are you so angry, wife? Come have some water."

Zhou Menglong, oblivious to her impending doom, knowing Zhao Ningshuang was already furious, deliberately provoked her. He poured
a glass of water and placed it in front of her. Zhao Ningshuang was practically bursting with anger at Zhou Menglong. Wife? This relationship wasn't even
official yet, and Zhou Menglong was already calling her that. She smashed the glass of water on the floor, spilling it everywhere.

"You scoundrel, don't even dream about it. Just give up."

Zhou Menglong wasn't angry at all. He chuckled, leaning back in his chair, crossing his legs, and laughed, "Why
are you so angry? It's just a form of address. Fine, I'll just not mention it again. But speaking of
which, didn't you miss me? Why did you come to see me so early in the morning?"

Zhao Ningshuang rolled her eyes at Zhou Menglong, thinking, "This scoundrel has a really thick skin."

She was helpless against someone like Zhou Menglong who wouldn't listen to reason. After calming herself down, Zhao Ningshuang said,
"You scoundrel, I'm here to get this straight between us. I have a boyfriend,
I'm not single."

"Having a boyfriend is no problem for me. These days, even married people can get divorced.
Nothing is impossible."

Looking at Zhou Menglong's expression, Zhao Ningshuang wanted nothing more than to smash him with a chair. What kind of talk was that? Zhao Ningshuang
felt she had to finish her sentence quickly; if things continued like this, she didn't know
what . So, instead of arguing with Zhou Menglong, she continued, "My boyfriend is involved in the underworld,
he kills without blinking an eye. Today, he wants to meet you. Zhou Menglong, we're friends, after all. I don't want you to get
hurt, that's why I came to you, hoping you'll back off."

"Involved in the underworld?"

Zhou Menglong was finally moved. He looked at Zhao Ningshuang nervously and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Zhao Ningshuang felt a sense of relief, thinking, "This guy is still afraid of the underworld. This way, I can finally
get rid of his entanglement."

So, Zhao Ningshuang said firmly, "Yes, I'm not lying. The reason I didn't tell my dad
is because my boyfriend is involved in the underworld, and I was afraid my dad wouldn't approve. But now, I can only tell the truth
. Actually, I'm not as perfect as you think. My boyfriend and I do drugs together. Zhou Menglong, I think
we should just let things go. Although, deep down, I'm still very satisfied with you." As

Zhao Ningshuang said this last sentence, she secretly felt smug, thinking to herself, "I'm saying this to make you feel
better, so you won't say anything bad to Wang Xionggang."

"Ningshuang, I never expected you to care about me so much. Just for this friendship, I'd go through fire and water for
you. He's just a gangster, okay, no problem. Ningshuang, tell me the time and
place , I'll definitely go for you."

Zhou Menglong, overcome with emotion, grabbed Zhao Ningshuang's smooth, white
hand and wouldn't let

go. Zhao Ningshuang instinctively tried to pull away, but couldn't. She regretted saying those things,
blaming herself for letting this rogue misunderstand that she was really interested in him. But words spoken
are like water spilled; there's no going back. She could only say, "I really don't want you to get hurt.
I think we should just let it go."

"No, I will never give up on you."

Zhou Menglong's attitude was sincere, his hands gripping Zhao Ningshuang's small hands tightly, his thumbs rubbing against her smooth
skin. Zhao Ningshuang then realized that Zhou Menglong was taking advantage of her. After all that, this
scoundrel just wanted to take advantage of her. Embarrassed and angry, she tried to pull her hand away. "Bastard, let go of my hand!"

"I won't let go!"

"If you don't let go, I'll call for help!"

Zhao Ningshuang's face was flushed with shame and anger. She saw the wicked smile on Zhou Menglong's lips and knew she had completely fallen for
this scoundrel's trick. Zhao Ningshuang thought that her words would scare Zhou Menglong, but to her surprise, Zhou Menglong
laughed loudly , "Little girl, go ahead and scream, it won't do you any good."

In Zhou Menglong's territory, even though Zhao Ningshuang was the vice president of Yingmao International Group, she was powerless.
The saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, and Zhou Menglong was that local snake, completely unfazed.

Zhao Ningshuang's hand was held by Zhou Menglong, unable to move. She wanted to pull back, but she was no match for Zhou Menglong; she wanted to call for help, but Zhou Menglong didn't care at all. Who knows what rumors
would spread if those people in the marketing department saw this .
Zhao Ningshuang was both anxious and angry, and her eyes reddened, tears welling up.
Seeing this, Zhou Menglong knew he had gone too far and quickly released Zhao Ningshuang's hand. He stood up, walked around to Zhao
Ningshuang, and apologized, "Alright, I admit I was wrong. I was just joking with you."

Zhao Ningshuang, her eyes still red, lowered her head and fiddled with the hem of her clothes, ignoring Zhou Menglong. This gave Zhou Menglong a headache .
He could only pace back and forth in front of Zhao Ningshuang. "Ningshuang, it was just a joke, is it worth crying over? I
'm not afraid of anything, except girls' tears. Seeing you cry makes me lose my composure. Why don't you scold me
a few times?"

"You're shameless, I won't scold you,"

Zhao Ningshuang said, her eyes still brimming with tears.

"Then hit me a few times,"

Zhou Menglong said, holding out his hand to Zhao Ningshuang, palm open, indicating that she should hit him. Zhao Ningshuang ignored
him, her eyes red, and said, "I have no interest in hitting you."

"Then what do you want? Just say it,"

Zhou Menglong said, seemingly ready to take the plunge. "I want you to never talk about us again, and
you absolutely cannot mention our engagement.

We'll have nothing to do with each other from now on," Zhao Ningshuang stated her intention: she didn't want to associate with Zhou Menglong anymore.

Zhao Ningshuang's plan was sound, but Zhou Menglong wasn't willing. Zhou Menglong thought to himself, "I finally found someone to have some fun with
, why would I give up so easily? Besides, Zhao Ningshuang is a beauty that's one in a million. Even if we can't
really get married, it's always good to take advantage of her."

Thinking this, Zhou Menglong immediately refused, "No way. Everything else is negotiable, but this is out of the question."

"Zhou Menglong, you scoundrel! I don't want to see you again!"

Zhao Ningshuang stood up angrily, not even saying goodbye, and stormed out of the office…

Back in her car parked downstairs, Zhao Ningshuang took a long time to catch her breath before finally calming down. She
took out her phone and called Li Feiyan. "Feiyan, that thug isn't scared at all, he even wants to see my
boyfriend, what should I do?"

Zhao Ningshuang asked Li Feiyan for help. This idea was originally Li Feiyan's; just last night, as soon as Zhao
Ningshuang got home, she asked her friend Li Feiyan for advice. So, Li Feiyan came up with this
idea for Zhao Ningshuang. The idea itself was good; if it were someone else, they might have actually given up. But Zhou
Menglong was unyielding, and for a moment Zhao Ningshuang was at a loss.

Li Feiyan was out on duty; she had just apprehended a purse snatcher when Zhao Ningshuang called.
Li Feiyan handed the short purse snatcher to a colleague and answered the phone. After Zhao Ningshuang recounted the situation
, Li Feiyan laughed, "Silly girl, what's there to worry about? Zhou Menglong is the kind of person who won't
give up . Since he says he wants to meet your boyfriend, then let him meet him."

"But where do I have a boyfriend?"

Zhao Ningshuang said helplessly, "I just wanted to scare him. If I really brought a boyfriend, where would I find him?"

"I think you're getting dumber and dumber,"

Li Feiyan laughed. "You can find a burly man to pretend to be your boyfriend. As for how to
pretend I don't need to teach you, right? As for being involved in the underworld, that's even easier. Watch a couple of gangster movies, and
you'll know everything. Oh, I have something to do. Talk to you next time."

"What a heartless friend," Zhao

Ningshuang muttered, putting her phone in her handbag. Zhao Ningshuang drove away from Hengxin Group's headquarters, calculating where to find her "boyfriend" as she drove. After all, most of her friends were women; there were hardly any men around. Suddenly, she remembered that she had a younger cousin studying at Donghai University. This cousin was burly and strong, and she could temporarily conscript him. Having made up her mind, Zhao Ningshuang turned the steering wheel, and the white Mercedes turned around.

Heading towards Xuefu Road,

the TV Tower Revolving Restaurant, a luxurious establishment in Beihai City, offered panoramic views of most of the city from its towering
height . Zhao Ningshuang chose a window seat,
ordered an orange juice, and flipped through a Rayli magazine while sipping it. When she saw her cousin appear,
she waved, and Zhang Qiang quickly approached her.

"Cousin, what do you need my help with?"

Zhang Qiang sat opposite Zhao Ningshuang, still confused about her intentions.
Zhao Ningshuang sighed slightly and briefly recounted the events, emphasizing how Zhou Menglong had bullied
her . She particularly mentioned that night, saying she had been forced into a trial marriage with this rogue. "Cousin, if you had told me sooner, I would have taken my friends to teach this guy a lesson. But then again, how could Uncle have agreed to this?" Zhang Qiang felt indignant for Zhao Ningshuang. After

all , Zhao Ningshuang was his cousin, and now that she had been wronged, how could he, as her cousin, not stand up for her? "My dad had no choice," Zhao Ningshuang said helplessly. Zhang Qiang nodded. He wasn't a child; of course, he understood these things. He also felt quite sorry for his cousin, who had been forced into this marriage for no reason. Since his cousin wanted his help, he naturally couldn't refuse. So, he comforted his cousin, saying, "Cousin, leave this to me. It's just pretending to be a gangster. Some of classmates have mentioned gangsters to me. Besides, I really like watching 'Young and Dangerous,' so I'll imitate Chan Ho-nam and scare this guy. If he still doesn't back down, then I won't be polite and will find a few people to teach him a lesson ." Upon hearing that he wanted to find people to teach Zhou Menglong a lesson, Zhao Ningshuang waved her hands repeatedly. Although she disliked Zhou Menglong, she didn't want him to get into trouble. After all, Zhou Menglong wasn't a particularly bad person, and he hadn't done anything outrageous to her, except for that kiss. Thinking back to that unexpected night, how she was furious. But every time she imagined her lips meeting Zhou Menglong's, her heart fluttered inexplicably. The electric-like stimulation she felt that moment gave her a strange feeling for the first time. Zhao Ningshuang had an indescribable feeling towards Zhou Menglong. Seeing him could infuriate her, but not seeing him felt like a sense of loss, like a long-arguing couple who, if they stopped arguing, felt their life was dull. "Cousin, what I mean is just to embarrass him and let me vent my anger, that's enough. Let's not cause any more trouble." Zhang Qiang nodded. Since his cousin didn't want to go too far, he, as her cousin, naturally couldn't do anything excessive. The two of them used the time before Zhou Menglong arrived to carefully plan how to speak and cooperate when he came. Zhao Ningshuang suddenly thought of adding heroin, and Zhang Qiang immediately agreed, "Yes, cousin, we'll use that to scare him. My friend saw someone using drugs at a disco, so I'll imitate that and scare him. Okay, I'll go prepare it now." With that, he left his seat and went to the restaurant's front desk. Shortly after, Zhang Qiang returned with a small packet of white powder. He grinned smugly, "Cousin, this is the flour I asked for. When that guy surnamed Zhou comes, I'll take this out and say it's heroin. I bet he won't know. We can each take a puff and scare him to death!" "That's a great idea," Zhao Ningshuang nodded repeatedly, her face beaming with pride, as if she could already see Zhou Menglong's panicked embarrassment . Zhou Menglong parked his car in the parking lot in front of the TV tower. Across from the tower was the Beihai City TV station. It was lunchtime, and people were constantly going in and out of the station building. Zhou Menglong rarely watched Beihai City TV , but he knew a little about the station. As a major city television station, Donghai TV not only broadcast television programs but also produced TV dramas. Several recent popular dramas reflecting urban life were produced by this station. Dramas like "Urban Beauty," "White-Collar Company," and "On Order to Pursue " all aired during prime time on China's TV drama channels, achieving high ratings nationwide and launching the careers of many male and female stars. However, Zhou Menglong wasn't interested in acting; he always believed that actors were just acting, even in real life . Zhou Menglong slammed the car door shut, glancing up at the revolving restaurant atop the TV tower, wondering what would happen when he encountered Zhao Ningshuang and her gangster boyfriend. Just then, a luxurious Ferrari suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him. "Looking for death, can't you watch where you're going?" a young man in a snow-white suit yelled at Zhou Menglong after the car stopped. Zhou Menglong had also wanted to curse the driver for being inconsiderate, but he hadn't expected to be the first to be insulted. He sized up the young man , noting he was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a long face and an almost feminine , delicate appearance. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had very fair skin. Zhou Menglong felt nauseous because he smelled a pungent perfume on the young man. "A man wearing perfume? That's fucking outrageous." Zhou Menglong didn't want to talk to the young man; he had important things to do. So, ignoring the young man, he walked around the Ferrari. Inside the Ferrari, in the passenger seat sat a well-dressed, heavily made-up young woman. She had a naturally alluring face, beautiful, but somehow overly seductive. "Oh, Brother Zhou, don't bother with someone like that. Look at him driving a beat-up car, daring to park here. If you ask me, getting angry with someone like that would be beneath you," the girl said in a coquettish voice. "Hmm, that makes sense." The young man nodded, stretched out his slender right hand, and pinched the girl's nose, saying, "You don't need to go to filming this afternoon; just come with me for a walk." "How can I do that? I can't compare to you. You don't have to work and you don't have to worry about food, but I can't. If I don't work, I won't have money for food." "I thought you were worried about something trivial, wasn't it?" the young man said dismissively. "Don't forget, my family is one of your investors. Wait until we..."

"The director said he'd give you more screen time. As for this afternoon, with me here, what's wrong with not going?"

"Seriously?"

the girl said, giving him a flirtatious wink. "I want more screen time, at least as much as the female lead."

"You're quite greedy, aren't you? Hehe, okay, let me talk to the director
. I can't just ignore him, can I?"

The young man opened the Ferrari's door. "Alright, let's go eat. Let's think about what to have for lunch."

The girl got out of the car, intending to link arms with the young man, but then she remembered this was a TV station and might be
seen by acquaintances, making her headline news again. So she walked alongside the young man towards the TV tower.

Zhou Menglong took the elevator to the top of the tower. When he entered the revolving restaurant, it was exactly 12 o'clock, not a minute late.
The revolving restaurant was huge. Zhou Menglong spun around most of the restaurant before finally seeing Zhao Ningshuang. He saw Zhao Ningshuang
sitting with a burly young man. Although they were close together, they weren't being intimate. Zhou Menglong
, being the man he was, immediately understood the situation from the actions of Zhao Ningshuang and the young man. "This little girl seems to have found
a replacement. Hmm, that's creative. I'll play along."

Pretending not to see through Zhao Ningshuang's trick, Zhou Menglong walked up to her.

"Wife, I'm not late, am I?"

Zhou Menglong's immediate address to his wife startled Zhao Ningshuang, who was drinking her beverage. Looking up,
she saw Zhou Menglong's darting eyes fixed on her. She was furious, thinking, "How can this
scoundrel be so shameless? He's utterly incorrigible."

Zhao Ningshuang glared at Zhou Menglong and snapped, "Who's your wife? Watch your mouth!"

"My wife is right. I'll definitely be more careful next time and never mention our relationship in front of outsiders."

With that, Zhou Menglong pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Zhao Ningshuang. His gaze then fell on Zhang Qiang.
"Could this be your gangster boyfriend? He's quite the handsome one. May I ask which gang you're in
?"

Zhang Qiang had been scrutinizing Zhou Menglong ever since he appeared before him. He noticed that although Zhou Menglong spoke
in a sleazy manner, there was a certain intimidating aura about him.

Zhao Ningshuang, seeing that her cousin was merely observing Zhou Menglong, coughed and reminded him to
do . Only then did Zhang Qiang realize that this man was indeed the scoundrel that Shuli disliked. He adopted a cold expression and
deliberately spoke in a deep voice, "I hang out in the Sanbei area."

"Where is Sanbei?"

Zhou Menglong asked curiously, "I don't think there's such a place."

"My boyfriend lives in another city, and you've never been there. How do you know there's no such place as Sanbei?"

Zhao Ningshuang, afraid her cousin would let something slip, quickly interjected, "Anyway, that's how it is.
This is my boyfriend, you've met him. I hope you won't bother me again, Zhou Menglong."

"What a handsome man. Even gangsters can dress so well. It seems gangsters these days
have status."

Zhou Menglong's words were ambiguous, whether praise or sarcasm, he just muttered to himself.

Zhang Qiang didn't know how to deal with Zhou Menglong for a moment. He had wanted to put on a show of power and make
Zhou Menglong back down, but unexpectedly, he felt inexplicably intimidated as soon as he saw Zhou Menglong, let alone put on a show
of power. But this time he was there to help his cousin, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I hope you stay away from my girlfriend
, or I won't be polite."

"Oh, is that so? I'm really scared of gangsters." Zhou Menglong exaggeratedly opened his mouth wide,
then waved to the cute waitress who had just passed by him, "Excuse me,
could you please bring me a milk tea? I'm a little thirsty."

With a thud, Zhang Qiang, who had just taken a sip of juice, spat it all out. He thought to himself, "
No wonder my cousin couldn't do anything with him. This isn't a normal person. Judging from his expression, he's not scared at all;
he's clearly just playing us."

"Young man, wasting things is shameful."

Zhou Menglong picked up a napkin in front of him, handed it over, and said with concern, "Here, wipe your mouth."

"Thank you."

Zhang Qiang instinctively took the napkin, but just as he was about to wipe the juice from his mouth, Zhao Ningshuang coughed. Only then did
Zhang Qiang remember that he was playing the role of a gangster, so how could he be polite? He casually
tossed the napkin on the ground. Zhao Ningshuang took a napkin and wiped the juice from Zhang Qiang's mouth, saying, "My boyfriend is very polite.
Don't bother with someone like you. If you keep this up, he might not give you face."

"That's true. I'm terrified of gangsters,"

Zhou Menglong laughed. "Back in England, I was involved in a gang for a while. That was the real fun. Chopping people up,
killing people. Do you know how I killed people back then? I'd take a big-caliber pistol, point
it , and there would be a loud bang. The bastard's head would be blown open, brains and blood splattering
everywhere. I often had someone's brains on my face. It was so satisfying."

Zhou Menglong even gestured as he spoke, describing it vividly.

Zhao Ningshuang and Zhang Qiang turned pale. Zhang Qiang almost vomited everything he was eating.
Seeing their reaction, Zhou Menglong didn't stop there. He picked up the milk tea the waiter had just brought,
took a small sip, and poured out a small amount. On the table in front of him, Zhou Menglong ran his hand through the liquid
. "Look," he said, "a person's brain is like this milk tea. If you eat it..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Ningshuang covered her mouth, got up, and rushed to the restroom.

"What happened?"

Zhou Menglong asked, puzzled. "N-nothing..." Zhang

Qiang, his face pale, stammered, "Maybe it's my cousin... oh, my girlfriend isn't feeling well."

Zhang Qiang almost let slip the secret, secretly relieved he hadn't revealed his relationship with Zhao Ningshuang. Zhou Menglong was
incredibly astute. Hearing Zhang Qiang mention "cousin," and glancing at him, he noticed
a resemblance between Zhang Qiang and Zhao Ningshuang, and roughly understood their relationship. He didn't expose her, but feigned ignorance, smiling,
"I see."

Zhao Ningshuang returned from the restroom, her face pale and looking terrible. He glared fiercely at Zhou Menglong and
said, "Zhou Menglong, you're not allowed to talk about such disgusting things again." As he spoke, he reached for a sip of juice, but upon seeing the fruit...
The thought of the brain matter Zhou Menglong had mentioned earlier made Zhao Ningshuang feel nauseous again, and she quickly
put down the cup she was holding.

Zhang Qiang glanced at his cousin and thought, "Cousin, I can't handle this guy, so I'll have to use my trump card."

He took out the packet of flour and placed it on the table in front of him. Zhang Qiang unfolded the packet, revealing the white powder
inside , and said, "Sorry, I'm a bit addicted to drugs, I just couldn't resist."

He then picked up a small amount of powder with his fingers and put it in his mouth. Zhao Ningshuang also cooperated by pinching
a little white powder and saying to Zhou Menglong, "Zhou Menglong, why don't you have some? This stuff is pretty good, I
use it often." "No, no, you guys use it," Zhou Menglong waved his hands repeatedly, his face showing disgust. Zhao Ningshuang felt a surge of smugness, thinking, "Now you're scared

, aren't you? " She put the powder in her mouth, her face showing obvious enjoyment. Zhang Qiang took another pinch, and this time, he held his hand out to Zhou Menglong, saying, "Try it, this stuff is pretty good." "No, thank you," Zhou Menglong waved his hand repeatedly, "Enjoy yourself, I don't like this stuff." "Then I'll be polite," Zhang Qiang said, putting his fingers in his mouth and smacking his lips. Zhao Ningshuang, seeing Zhou Menglong's sullen expression, was secretly delighted. She chuckled, "Zhou Menglong, this is just one of my hobbies. If you're scared , you don't have to associate with me, I won't blame you." Zhou Menglong waved his hand, replying, "Wife, I'm really not scared of you eating this stuff, I'm just annoyed that since you two are doing drugs, why don't you know this isn't a drug?" In an instant, Zhang Qiang and Zhao Ningshuang's expressions froze. Zhou Menglong, a white-collar worker, looked at the two people opposite him, who were like wooden figures, and chuckled inwardly. He thought, "Judging from your expressions , I know you've never done drugs." He deliberately said, "Wife, you need to remind your boyfriend that you must buy drugs from legitimate dealers. They have good reputations and guaranteed quality. Buying drugs like this will only get you counterfeit stuff." Zhou Menglong took the packet of powder, smelled it, and continued, "I suspect this is flour . It's very likely that the dealer mixed something else in to make you think it's drugs. But regardless, you can't just use counterfeit products like this. It wouldn't be good if something bad happened. I used to know who gets his drugs directly from the Golden Triangle. He has a good reputation and high-quality drugs. Why don't I introduce you? You can get your drugs directly from him in the future. And if you mention my name, you can get at least a 20% discount." Zhang Qiang and Zhao Ningshuang couldn't help but smile wryly. Their act had completely backfired. Zhou Menglong was an expert ; how could they possibly fool him? Zhang Qiang was now contemplating suicide. He realized Zhou Menglong was completely faking it. He should have just stayed at school playing basketball; why did he agree to help Shuli? Now he 'd shot himself in the foot. He could only lower his head and desperately gulp down the last . Zhao Ningshuang finally couldn't take it anymore. She stood up abruptly, glared at Zhou Menglong, and said sharply, "Zhou Menglong, you bastard! What do you want? I've said it before, I won't marry you, and I mean it. Don't even dream about it !" This shout attracted the attention of everyone dining in the restaurant, all turning to look at their table. Zhou Menglong smiled, showing no displeasure whatsoever. He chuckled, "Wife, don't be angry. We've done everything , why make such a fuss?" "You...you bastard!" Zhao Ningshuang felt like dying. She thought, "What kind of person is this? How can someone be so shameless?" Clenching her fists, she stormed up to Zhou Menglong and swung her fists at his head. This startled Zhang Qiang, who turned pale. He had never seen Shuli hit anyone, especially not in broad daylight in public. Then, Zhang Qiang remembered someone saying: "People are driven to their limits." Surprisingly, Zhou Menglong didn't move. He felt he had indeed gone too far in bullying Zhao Ningshuang. If he continued to be angry, he might actually cause her some serious problems. Since Zhao Ningshuang wanted to vent her anger this way, he might as well let her vent. He didn't care if Zhao Ningshuang's feeble fist landed on his head. With a loud thud, Zhao Ningshuang's punch landed squarely on Zhou Menglong's head. She hadn't expected it to actually hit him, and cried out in pain, her face filled with panic. "Wife, does it hurt? Let me see. It's alright if I get hurt, but it would be terrible if you were injured," Zhou Menglong said without a hint of blame. Instead, he stood up, his face full of concern, and looked at Zhao Ningshuang's small hand. For some reason, hearing Zhou Menglong's caring words warmed Zhao Ningshuang's heart, flowing through her entire body. Without any resistance, she obediently allowed Zhou Menglong's strong hands to hold her delicate hand. Zhou Menglong held Zhao Ningshuang's smooth hand, examining it closely, noticing a rosy tint to her fair skin. It was clear that Zhao Ningshuang had suffered quite a bit just now . A pang of guilt rose in Zhou Menglong's heart. If he hadn't deliberately provoked Zhao Ningshuang, she too would have been so angry that she wanted to punch him. "You rascal, it's alright, it doesn't hurt anymore." Zhao Ningshuang felt eyes on her, her face flushed, and she pulled her hand away from Zhou Menglong's, silently returning to her seat. Zhou Menglong also sat down, smiled, and said, "Actually, your acting was a bit lacking. Especially in terms of props. What I had in front of me wasn't drugs, but flour." Zhou Menglong pinched the flour powder and said, "Real drugs aren't like this, especially heroin. The smell, color , and appearance are fundamentally different from flour. Drug users also look different from you. So, I don't think you've ever used drugs. As for this gangster boyfriend, if I'm not mistaken, he should be your cousin." As soon as Zhou Menglong said this, Zhao Ningshuang and Zhang Qiang gasped in surprise. Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and said, "Just look at your appearances, and besides, your cousin let it slip." Zhang Qiang then realized that he had indeed mentioned the word "cousin" earlier, but just based on that , Zhou Menglong had guessed the relationship between him and Zhao Ningshuang , proving that he was no ordinary person. Zhang Qiang admired Zhou Menglong from the bottom of his heart, and at this moment he admired him even more.

He strongly sensed that Zhou Menglong was no ordinary person, and was likely hiding his true abilities. He smiled and said, "I
acted terribly this time. It seems I disappointed my cousin. Haha, hello, my name is Zhang Qiang." "

Zhou Menglong."

Zhou Menglong said his name, and looking at Zhao Ningshuang who looked unhappy, he smiled and said, "Wife,
can I officially call you that now?"

"No."

Zhao Ningshuang pouted and refused, "I haven't agreed yet, you can't call me wife."

Zhou Menglong chuckled and said, "Let's put that aside for now. I think we should solve our
hunger problem first. I'm a little hungry. Why don't we eat first and then continue talking about this?"

Zhao Ningshuang was about to speak when her gaze fell on something behind Zhou Menglong, revealing
a look of disgust. Zhou Menglong felt strange and was about to turn around to see what was going on when he heard
a very familiar voice behind him.

"Ning Shuang, what are you doing here? What a coincidence."

Zhou Menglong turned around and saw the young man he had met in the parking lot.
He frowned at the sight of him; he disliked greasy-looking men, especially after what had happened in the parking lot
. Zhao Ning Shuang also looked annoyed. She said impatiently, "Zhou Xiaodong,
please don't call me by my name. I don't know you."

"Ning Shuang, how can you say that? It hurts me to hear you say that,"

Zhao Ning Shuang scoffed. "If you're upset, that's your problem, it has nothing to do with me."

She glanced at a glamorous young woman sitting about seven or eight seats away,
who was looking in their direction. Zhao Ning Shuang immediately recognized her as Fan Qingqing, the rising star who had recently been
rumored .

"Zhou Xiaodong, your girlfriend is watching you. I think you'd better go back."

Zhao Ningshuang raised an eyebrow and said disdainfully, "I have no interest in chatting with a playboy like you."

"Ningshuang, you misunderstand. She and I are just ordinary friends, not like what the outside world says. Cough,
these days gossip news is everywhere, especially those tabloid reporters, they're just eager to create a huge scandal."

As Zhou Xiaodong spoke, he tried to sit in the empty seat next to Zhao Ningshuang, but before he could, Zhou Menglong
had already taken the seat next to Zhao Ningshuang. Zhou Xiaodong's face showed displeasure, and he glared at Zhou Menglong, saying,
"Sir, we seem to have met somewhere before?"

"In the parking lot."

Zhou Menglong crossed his legs and said with a smile, "I was almost hit by your Ferrari."

"Oh, I remember."

Zhou Xiaodong snorted, reluctantly sitting in the seat Zhou Menglong had just sat in. Zhang Qiang
recognized Zhou Xiaodong and had always disliked this spoiled brat. Seeing Zhou Xiaodong sitting opposite him, he moved
his chair closer to the window. As soon as Zhang Qiang moved, Zhao Ningshuang followed suit, and Zhou Menglong
moved with them, creating a distance of at least half a meter between them and Zhou Xiaodong.

Zhou Xiaodong pretended not to notice and chuckled, "Ningshuang, are you free this afternoon? How about we go play
golf?"

"Golf? I don't know how to play, and I have no interest,"

Zhao Ningshuang shook her head, refusing. "I can't compare to your free time; I'm very busy."

"Ningshuang, if you're busy, we can go another day,"

Zhou Xiaodong smiled. "I'll be waiting anytime.

" Looking at Zhao Ningshuang's disgusted expression, Zhou Menglong thought, "This guy is really annoying."

He deliberately asked, "Ningshuang, you've been talking for so long, haven't you introduced me to this very 'handsome'
man yet?"

Zhou Menglong deliberately used the word "handsome" to express his dislike for this man named Zhou Xiaodong. Zhao
Ningshuang was pondering how to reject Zhou Xiaodong's persistent advances when Zhou Menglong's sudden question reminded her.
She was thoroughly exasperated by Zhou Menglong and knew full well how formidable he was.

"This is Zhou Xiaodong, the son of the president of Donghai Investment Group. His family's assets are in the hundreds of millions,"

Zhao Ningshuang introduced Zhou Xiaodong with a sarcastic tone. Hundreds of millions was a bit of an exaggeration, but few people truly knew the
exact extent of . Donghai Investment Group was involved in investments across multiple industries;
they even once held shares in Yingmao International Group. If Zhao Dongfang hadn't acted decisively and swiftly reversed
the acquisition, Yingmao International Group might be in a very different state now.

"Oh, so rich! I'm terrified!"

Zhou Menglong exaggeratedly opened his mouth wide, his face contorted with a disgustingly fawning expression. He suddenly hugged Zhou Xiaodong,
excitedly saying, "Young Master Zhou, you're so rich, give me tens of thousands of dollars!"

As he spoke, large wads of saliva dripped from his mouth, soaking a large patch of Zhou Xiaodong's white suit shoulder.
Perhaps feeling this wasn't enough to express his excitement, Zhou Menglong tried to squeeze out some snot, but this
attempt failed; he sniffled for a long time without producing a single drop. Zhou Xiaodong felt utterly disgusted, thinking,
"My suit! It cost over a thousand US dollars to buy in Italy, and now it's ruined!"

But in front of Zhao Ningshuang, he couldn't show too much anger, so he forcefully pushed Zhou Menglong away, quickly
took off his suit jacket, and threw it aside.

Zhou Xiaodong looked at Zhou Menglong with disdain; he couldn't understand why Zhao Ningshuang would
sit . Before figuring out Zhou Menglong's situation, he didn't act rashly. Suppressing his anger, he smiled and said,
"I don't have much money; it's all from my parents."

"I really admire this guy for still being able to laugh after I've made him like this,"

Zhou Menglong thought to himself. He leaned back and naturally put his right arm around Zhao Ningshuang's shoulder. Zhao
Ningshuang hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to do this and was slightly taken aback. She wanted to immediately pull away, but then she heard
Zhou Menglong say, "I say, Mr. Zhou, you're so rich; you could find any kind of beautiful woman. Why do you
insist on seducing other people's wives?"

"Seducing other people's wives?"

Zhou Xiaodong asked curiously. "Whose wife am I seducing?"

"My wife."

Zhou Menglong raised his left hand, placed it on the table, and tapped it repeatedly, making a crisp sound. His raised
right leg also swayed. "If you still don't understand, let me be more direct. Zhao Ningshuang and I are..."
"Husband and wife. She's my fiancée, and you're going on a date with her? Isn't that just seducing my wife?"

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Zhao Ningshuang wanted nothing more than to kick him out the window and let him die.
She hadn't agreed to his proposal, yet he was spreading it around. But seeing Zhou Xiaodong
looking at her suspiciously, she thought, "I'll get rid of this annoying guy first, and I won't let him bother me anymore."

Compared to Zhou Menglong, Zhou Xiaodong was someone Zhao Ningshuang found unpleasant to even look at. She'd rather let Zhou Menglong
have a verbal advantage than let Zhou Xiaodong give up on this idea.

Having made up her mind, Zhao Ningshuang raised her head, meeting Zhou Xiaodong's gaze, and replied confidently, "
That's right , my father has agreed to our marriage. In a few days, I'll be moving in with him."

Zhou Xiaodong felt as if he'd been hit hard on the head; he couldn't believe it was true. He couldn't stand
Zhou Menglong all. He was penniless and, needless to say, unattractive—just an ordinary person. How could the Xu family agree to
this marriage?

Zhou Xiaodong felt a huge weight on his chest. If there were a man with more money than his family,
he could at least accept it. But now, it seemed like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung, making him unable to swallow
his anger. Zhao Ningshuang was beautiful, but not to the point where Zhou Xiaodong would be willing to give up
his . But now it was different; purely out of jealousy, an uncontrollable flame of envy ignited in Zhou Xiaodong's heart.
He glared at Zhou Menglong and said sternly, "If you know what's good for you, leave Ning Shuang as soon as possible. I
've said it before , Ning Shuang is mine, and I will never let her fall into the hands of another man."

"Damn, still angry?"

Zhou Menglong laughed heartily, "Sissy, what's there to be angry about? Ning Shuang and I have done everything we should do
. You want me to leave her? Isn't that like slapping me in the face?"

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong released his hand from Zhao Ning Shuang, leaned forward, almost touching Zhou Xiaodong's face,
and laughed, "The saying goes, 'When soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will fill it.' Since I am Zhao Ning Shuang's husband, her affairs are my
affairs. I will not allow you to bother her again."

"Fine, you'll regret saying that."

Zhou Xiaodong's face turned red with anger. He stood up angrily and turned to leave. Zhou Menglong grabbed
Zhou Xiaodong 's white suit jacket, spat on it, and said, "Sorry, I meant to spit on the ground, but I didn't
expect to spit here. Please don't mind."

With that, he threw the suit jacket over. Zhou Xiaodong didn't even pick up the suit jacket and left the revolving
restaurant .

Zhao Ningshuang was secretly pleased to see Zhou Menglong drive Zhou Xiaodong away; it seemed Zhou Xiaodong couldn't
bother her anymore. However, she then worried about Zhou Menglong. Zhou Xiaodong was the kind of
scoundrel ; he would definitely hold a grudge and might seek revenge. Zhou Menglong was just an ordinary marketing
manager; offending Zhou Xiaodong would likely lead to serious consequences.

The thought that Zhou Menglong had offended Zhou Xiaodong because of her made her feel a pang of guilt. She
said , "Zhou Menglong, you need to be careful. Zhou Xiaodong might pull some tricks. I don't want
you to get hurt because of me."

Zhou Menglong didn't care what Zhou Xiaodong might do to him. In terms of money, even the Zhou family couldn't match his wealth
; in terms of cunning, even ten Zhou Xiaodongs tied together couldn't outmaneuver him; in terms of power, Zhou Xiaodong seemed
no match, given Zhou Xiaodong's extensive network of connections and influence.

Seeing

Zhou Menglong's nonchalant expression, Zhao Ningshuang didn't continue the conversation. Instead, she smiled at Zhou Menglong and
said, "Zhou Menglong, since you behaved well today, I'll treat you to lunch."

"Wife, there's no need for such formalities between us."

Zhou Menglong said, sitting down next to Zhao Ningshuang. He sniffed the fragrant aroma of the food, chuckled, and
unceremoniously took a plate of spaghetti from in front of Zhao Ningshuang.

"Hey, that's what I ordered. If you want some, go get it yourself."

Zhao Ningshuang tried to snatch it, but Zhou Menglong had already devoured it,
leaving Zhao Ningshuang only able to be angry. Zhang Qiang didn't say anything, but he saw everything. He secretly smiled to himself,
"It seems my cousin has really met her match this time. But, those two are quite a good match."

After eating their fill, Zhou Menglong, Zhao Ningshuang, and Zhang Qiang walked out of the TV tower.

"Wife, shall we go home?"

Zhou Menglong asked with a smile. "You bastard, when did I agree to marry you?"

Zhao Ningshuang said defiantly, but seeing Zhou Menglong's wicked grin, she remembered that
she had indeed admitted it when facing Zhou Xiaodong earlier. She quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand what I said at the restaurant; it was to keep
Zhou Xiaodong from bothering me."

"Anyway, you definitely agreed, and you can't deny it now. Hmm, I'm considering whether I should go to Yingmao
International Group to see my wife every day?"

"You dare!"

Zhao Ningshuang glared at him. "If you dare to do that, I'll kill you."

"Tch, what wouldn't I dare?"

Zhou Menglong scoffed. "Anyway, your father has agreed, and you yourself have admitted it. Now, you
're my betrothed, so it's only natural for me to see you every day. If you really want me to stop seeing you, unless
..."

At this point, Zhou Menglong deliberately left her in suspense, his eyes lecherously fixed on Zhao Ningshuang's high, firm breasts.
This made Zhao Ningshuang extremely nervous. She didn't know what tricks Zhou Menglong would play, and she was extremely anxious.
Zhou Menglong finally said, "Unless you and I are going to have a trial marriage, I swear I will never tell anyone
about ."

"You bastard, you're dreaming!"

Zhao Ningshuang stomped hard on Zhou Menglong's foot. The hard heel of her high heel made Zhou Menglong grimace and
frown . Zhao Ningshuang didn't even look at him and walked straight to her car.

Zhang Qiang walked up to Zhou Menglong, who was bent over rubbing his sore foot, gently patted him on the
shoulder , and whispered, "Brother-in-law, I know my cousin very well. If you need any help in the future
, just let me know. I admire you."

He then walked past Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong was stunned, bent over, momentarily forgetting that his foot was still
hurting. After a short while, Zhou Menglong suddenly shouted at Zhang Qiang, who was opening the car door to get in, "Hey,
buddy, what's your phone number? How am I supposed to ask you for help if you don't tell me?"

Zhou Menglong didn't go to work in the afternoon, only exchanging greetings with Zhang Weigang. Zhang Weigang knew Zhou Menglong was someone he
couldn't afford to offend, so he let Zhou Menglong come if he wanted, and it didn't matter if he didn't come. Zhou Menglong parked his car in
the parking lot , locked it, and went inside. He didn't ring the doorbell or
ask Zhang Yumei to open the door; he simply unlocked it with his key. Just as he reached the living room, he heard a strange sound coming from Zhang Yumei's bedroom.
Confused wondered, "What is Zhang Yumei doing?"

He went to Zhang Yumei's bedroom door, where the strange sound became clearer. A thought struck Zhou Menglong; the sound
was too familiar—it was the moaning of a woman in arousal. Although the sound wasn't loud, the sound stirred Zhou Menglong's
heartstrings , causing him a stir. Zhang Yumei's bedroom door wasn't locked, just ajar, and through
the crack, he could see Zhang Yumei on the bed.

Zhang Yumei never expected Zhou Menglong to return.
He hadn't informed her beforehand, so she assumed he would be home by at least six in the evening, as usual. Peeking through the crack in the door, Zhou Menglong
felt a surge of shame at what he saw. He saw Zhang Yumei lying on the bed, wearing only her underwear,
her right hand on her lower body, her face flushed, making soft moaning sounds. She bit her upper lip tightly
, trying to suppress the sound, but faint moans still escaped.

Her left hand gripped her black lace bra, squeezing her firm, pink breasts. Her flat, smooth
abdomen rose and fell, her two large, white legs taut together, clamping her
right hand . Suddenly, Zhang Yumei turned to the side, her back to the door. Through the crack, Zhou Menglong saw Zhang Yumei's full,
mature body. Her back was smooth and without an ounce of excess fat, her figure curvaceous and shapely,
and her two full, pink buttocks were separated by a white, form-
fitting tightly outlining her buttocks, becoming a white line that clearly divided her rounded buttocks into two halves.

Her thighs were tightly pressed together, taut and straight. A faint glimpse of black seeped
through , adding a touch of allure. Zhou Menglong's lust intensified. He had never noticed Zhang Yumei
's body was so voluptuous, full of mature femininity. Zhou Menglong was a man after all,
and although he had been with Zhang Yumei several times, each time he felt that her soft, mature body
brought him a completely new sensation. Now, seeing Zhang Yumei's seductive appearance, Zhou Menglong's
desire flared up, and his lower body reacted involuntarily.

Just then, Zhang Yumei let out a dreamlike moan, softly calling Zhou Menglong's name.
Zhou Menglong's head spun, and his right hand involuntarily touched the half-closed door, which was suddenly pushed open
. Zhang Yumei hurriedly turned around and saw Zhou Menglong standing in the doorway. Her face flushed even more, and she frantically
tried to find a blanket to cover her nearly naked body. But after grabbing around twice, she couldn't find a blanket;
it had fallen off the bed while she was masturbating. Zhang Yumei quickly sat up and bent down to pick up the blanket from the floor.
Unexpectedly, this scene only fueled Zhou Menglong's lust. He saw Zhang Yumei's full, rounded
buttocks facing him. Zhou Menglong swallowed hard, suppressing his burning desire, and prepared to turn away.
Just then, Zhang Yumei whispered, "Mr. Zhou, I...am I too lewd?"

Hearing this, Zhou Menglong felt his urges become uncontrollable.
He turned around again and walked towards Zhang Yumei step by step.
Zhang Yumei's heart pounded, her fair and delicate cheeks flushed crimson, and in a daze, she was half-forced
to take his slender hands.

Zhou Menglong gently placed his hands on Zhang Yumei's slim waist .
Zhang Yumei, who had been shyly looking down, glanced up at the somewhat silent Zhou Menglong, only to see him smiling, seemingly observing
her shy and alluring demeanor with an all-knowing gaze. Zhang Yumei felt flustered and confused; two shy blushes
rose to her cheeks, and she felt completely lost and hot all over.

At this moment, in Zhou Menglong's eyes, Zhang Yumei was no longer someone else's wife, but simply a gentle,
affectionate ordinary woman yearning for a man's affection. Zhang Yumei sensed that the man before her, knowing her shyness and embarrassment, was unwilling
to let her off easily. He tightened his grip, pulling her into his strong embrace, pressing her soft,
fragrant body against his.

The elegant, dignified, gentle, and passionate beauty
melted under the young lover's burning gaze and ardent embrace. Her delicate body leaned weakly against Zhou Menglong's broad chest, feeling each other's heartbeats. Her beautiful eyes
were half-closed, her usually clear gaze becoming moist and confused. Their bodies, pressed together, gradually warmed as they rubbed against each other,
her cheeks flushed, her delicate face as red as peach blossoms in March. Her whole body went limp, nestled tightly in Zhou Menglong's arms, her weak hands embracing
the young man's neck. Her alluring and vulnerable beauty was simply breathtaking.

Zhou Menglong buried his face in Zhang Yumei's jade-like neck, the fragrance of her body,
like orchids and musk, filling his nostrils. He deliberately breathed on and licked her swan-like, long, slender neck and her delicate, pearly earlobes. A woman's earlobes are naturally
sensitive , and under the man's hot breath and teasing lips, they became even more itchy and tingling, stimulating Zhang Yumei to flinch
. Her body and soul gradually melted into Zhou Menglong's seduction, her heart swaying, yearning for his unbridled advances.

This beautiful woman, shy and timid yet submissive, allowed him to do as he pleased, a captivating sight.
Her flushed cheeks and alluring charm were utterly irresistible. However, considering the long time ahead, Zhou Menglong didn't want to
hastily devour this rare treat. He also refused to easily let go
of the mature and alluring young woman trembling slightly in his arms, her hair disheveled. He reached out and pulled off her hairpin, letting her cloud-like hair flow gracefully
over her fair neck, making her elegant and sophisticated attire even more charming and sexy.

Zhou Menglong gently stroked the beauty's hair, his lips lightly nibbling at her delicate earlobe adorned with a diamond pendant
. He whispered, "Tell me honestly, are you deliberately trying to seduce me?"

Hearing Zhou Menglong's provocative question, Zhang Yumei, already somewhat flustered, realized her
thoughts seemed to be under his watchful eye. Like a child caught doing something wrong,
shame . She knew Zhou Menglong had finally seen through her, unable to withstand the torment of desire she had endured for days. She was so
ashamed she wanted to disappear into a hole. She knew perfectly well she had brought this upon herself, but what was infuriating was that this wicked man, Zhou Menglong, insisted on...
Using this provocative method, she was trying to destroy her self-esteem and beg for his affection.

However, the stunning beauty, now limp in her lover's arms, had long lost the will to resist and was powerless
to defy him . She could only murmur

shyly, as if in a dream, "Yes! You're right! What are you waiting for?" The usually passionate and unrestrained mature woman, now utterly bewildered and shy, was like a
lamb to the slaughter. Her lips trembled slightly, and her large, watery eyes shimmered with alluring
spring-like desire. Despite her burning lust, she dared not act recklessly, her eyes radiating pleading and anxious pleading
. Her face flushed red, she dared not move.

Hearing this mature and alluring woman, another man's wife, shyly admit that the woman in his arms
was willingly and unconditionally at his mercy, he felt deeply moved. Zhou Menglong said nothing more, gently kissing her
delicate, almost fragile face, tightly embracing her exquisitely beautiful, indescribable body. Her full, soft body was brimming with
vitality and elasticity, irresistible to the touch, and even more breathtaking was the allure of her beautiful, noble face, filled
with a thousand irresistible emotions, her expression utterly seductive.

Although he still harbored ulterior motives, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel his heart race, his large penis swelling and erect. He lowered his head to kiss her
bright red lips, which were so soft they stirred his heart. Zhou Menglong sucked thirstily, his tongue
probing her teeth. At first, her teeth were tightly closed, as if defending herself, but soon her lips, like a collapsing
dam , were powerless to resist, allowing the intruder to penetrate freely. She could only pant softly as Zhou Menglong's tongue
swirled and licked every corner of her cherry-like mouth.

Before long, Zhang Yumei gradually shed her reserve and shyness, becoming immersed in the passionate kiss between the man and woman. Her tongue,
no longer under her control, actively reached out and intertwined tightly with Zhou Menglong's. This passionate beauty
blossomed in the young lover's ardent embrace, her delicate hands wrapping around Zhou Menglong's strong neck. Her body was limp and weak,
yet burning with intense heat.

Zhang Yumei's mind began to spin, as if the whole world had vanished, leaving only the
man who had forcefully taken over her lips and tongue, continuously pouring supreme pleasure and happiness into her burning
body. Her sensitive breasts pressed against Zhou Menglong's firm chest, her reason gradually blurring. The last vestiges of propriety in her heart
crumbled inch by inch under the prolonged, deep kiss. The unique scent of the man wafted over, fresh and unfamiliar
yet long-awaited. She couldn't distinguish between shame and joy.

That long-lost feeling made her tremble with excitement, her burning desire now spreading like wildfire. She couldn't help but
let out a heart-stirring moan. In that instant, the long-awaited ecstasy
returned , yet she felt so unfamiliar with it that she didn't know how to respond, and could only let Zhou Menglong continue his wanton advances!
While passionately kissing her, Zhou Menglong's hands were also busy. His right hand hung down, caressing and kneading her firm, elastic breasts through her trousers
; his left hand rose,
stroking , occasionally twisting his body to squeeze and rub her high, soft breasts. His already hard, erect penis
repeatedly struck her lower abdomen and the inside of her thighs. Under Zhou Menglong's multi-pronged attack, the passionate beauty
trembled , panting heavily. She weakly opened her beautiful eyes, giving him a reproachful yet angry look, her face filled with a confused and wanton
expression. This gaze was more effective than any aphrodisiac; Zhou Menglong was aroused to the point of burning desire, unable to resist.
Unbeknownst to her, the thin straps of her top had been pulled to the sides, and Zhang Yumei, feeling herself about to be naked
, could only desperately cling to Zhou Menglong to prevent her top from slipping down. But the frail woman, weak all over, couldn't withstand
the man 's feverish desire. Her breasts, covered by a

bra

, were full and firm, the two rosy nipples faintly
visible Her tender white breasts rippled with her heavy breathing, and her full, jade-like breasts, never before exposed, stood proudly before him, ready
to be kneaded at will. Her well-tailored panties clung tightly to her buttocks, fully displaying the most alluring curves of her mons pubis. The intricately carved
design allowed a wisp of soft down to peek through. The gates of her boudoir were now open to him; this long-dormant secret garden
would be revitalized under his cultivation and watering.

Zhou Menglong's left hand tightly embraced Zhang Yumei, who was almost naked, weak, and burning hot all over. His right hand, impatiently, grasped one of her full breasts through the
thin, smooth bra. His hand kneaded it gently and slowly,
feeling a wonderful sensation of firmness, softness, and elasticity that made his blood boil. He lightly
stroked the proud peak beneath the bra with two fingers, gently rubbing and pressing it in circles.
He then gently pinched and kneaded the swollen, aroused nipple with tender skill.

Zhang Yumei was overwhelmed by the strange sensation emanating from her sensitive nipple, her heart pounding
in Her face was full of allure, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyes glazed, and she let out a series of intoxicating moans
. Her body was weak and limp, only able to stay upright thanks to Zhou Menglong's firm embrace. Waves of
indescribable to her entire lower body.

Zhang Yumei's long-suppressed desire surged forth, and she threw her head back, panting heavily. Unable to contain her rising
passion any longer, her eyes burned with a raging fire of lust. Her face flushed crimson, she whispered seductively, "Carry me
to bed." The allure of her words deeply moved Zhou Menglong. He swept Zhang Yumei up in his arms, carrying her like a bride,
step by step into the room. The thought of this mature, alluring woman in his arms, her cheeks flushed, her body burning, her eyes languid
, finally opening the door under his own advances, inviting him to share his
most secret soul and body, caused Zhou Menglong's penis to rise uncontrollably. He
gently placed Zhang Yumei on the edge of the bed. In the soft light, her body, as delicate and translucent as ivory,
snow-white and crystalline, was bathed in a dazzling glow, like a flawless, sacred, and noble
Venus statue.

The woman's body, more sculpted than Venus's, coupled with her ethereal beauty, was captivating.
Especially was Zhang Yumei's elegant face, now brimming with a seductive allure, a shy yet expectant charm.
Zhou Menglong was dazzled and his mouth went dry; it took him a while to recover. He removed all his
restraints, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and reached out to tidy Zhang Yumei's slightly disheveled hair, who remained motionless with her eyes closed.
He said softly, "Yumei, you are so beautiful, so moving!"

They gazed at each other, both seeing a fervent look in each other's eyes. Zhou Menglong slowly adjusted...
Breathing softly, Zhang Yumei slowly lowered her head. She sensed Zhou Menglong's movements, and
a hint of shyness and anticipation flickered in her large, watery eyes—a captivating allure that could drive
any man in the world mad.

Zhou Menglong leaned down and gently kissed Zhang Yumei's smooth, white forehead and high, straight nose. His hands
caressed the outside of her body, a work of art, as if trying to
imprint the exquisite curves sculpted by God into his mind. His trembling hands moved closer to her breasts, finding
the hook of her bra. With a pull and a release, the cups bounced to the sides, revealing a pair of firm, trembling, white breasts.

Despite knowing this moment was inevitable, Zhang Yumei still let out a soft, shy moan.
Subconsciously, her body curled up, turning sharply inward, her trembling hands immediately covering her chest,
shielding her from the man's predatory gaze. Her fair, full, and beautiful breasts, along with her slightly curled, rounded legs,
formed a beautiful and moving arc. Even the most perfect work of art could not capture the vividness of this unparalleled beauty.
Zhou Menglong's eyes practically blazed with desire. His fingers twitched, and he forcefully flipped this flawless, jade-like
body over, turning it into a supine position.

At the same time, while Zhang Yumei was covering her chest with her hands and unable to pay attention, Zhou Menglong removed the last
obstacle . This stunning beauty was finally completely naked, lying before Zhou Menglong's eyes. Her originally
jade-like body was covered with a thin layer of blush due to shyness and passion, making her exceptionally delicate and captivating.

With her private parts completely exposed to her lover, Zhang Yumei, flustered and disoriented, could only clench
her round, slender legs together, barely concealing her panic. Feeling caught between a rock and
a hard place, she let out a moan filled with shame, covering her face with her hands, her beautiful eyes
tightly shut , both shocked and ashamed, yet utterly helpless.

Seeing the mature, alluring woman finally naked, as delicate as a docile
kitten , lying before him, awaiting his favor, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of pride. But
he didn't want to devour this delicacy so quickly. He wanted to make Zhang Yumei anxious, to make her ashamed,
to make her tear off her mask, to make her beg him to ravage and violate her mature, beautiful, and alluring
body, and then to satisfy her long-suppressed primal desires with his large penis.

Zhou Menglong continued to scrutinize Zhang Yumei's exquisite figure with an aggressively burning gaze.
Her soft skin was still so delicate it seemed to break at a touch, its whiteness tinged with a rosy glow under the soft light; her high, firm
breasts, perky yet not sagging, outlined extremely beautiful and captivating curves; her two cherry-red nipples, like freshly peeled chicken heads or
dazzling rubies, were made even more beautiful
and eye-catching by the small, bright red areolas against her jade-white breasts.

Her flat, white abdomen was adorned with a charming, small navel, and below her abdomen, a thick, dark pubic hair,
like a primeval forest, covered a secluded valley, revealing only a slightly protruding, soft
mons pubis. Her long, slender, and well-proportioned legs were fair and smooth, with delicate texture; every part of her was beautiful, truly
a rare masterpiece of nature.

Feeling Zhou Menglong's greedy, burning gaze, brazenly and relentlessly
violating her naked body, Zhang Yumei's face flushed, her whole body burning. She felt both anxious and ashamed. This man knew she craved his
indulgence, yet he deliberately tormented her like a cat playing with a mouse, making her feel miserable and embarrassed. But
now, she was at his mercy, like a fish on a chopping board. Despite her burning anxiety, she was helpless.
Zhang Yumei could only pout and say, "Haven't you seen enough yet?"

Hearing Zhang Yumei's seemingly impatient and coquettish complaint, Zhou Menglong felt immensely smug. "You're in a hurry, but I'm not."
At this moment Zhou Menglong was like a lion pinning down its prey with its front paws, ready to pluck the best pieces. After feasting his eyes
, Zhou Menglong gently caressed her silky, snow-white skin. Time had left no trace
on . He lovingly stroked her, intoxicated by the delicate, smooth
texture and the faint fragrance emanating from her beautiful body.

The cool night breeze caressed Zhang Yumei's full, white breasts, which became even firmer under the burning gaze.
Her rosy areolas, tinged with Zhang Yumei's fiery desire, gradually turned an alluring crimson .
At the tips of her pure, pert breasts, a pair of delicate, translucent nipples stood shyly erect, like vibrant, alluring
flower stamens, bashfully awaiting the arrival of ardent admirers.

Unable to contain his passion, Zhou Menglong grasped Zhang Yumei's exquisitely soft yet firm right breast,
kneading and caressing it vigorously. He pinched and twisted the small, slightly upturned nipple between his index finger and thumb, while simultaneously lowering his head to gently bite her other nipple, sucking on it like
a baby seeking food.
Had these two high, protruding mounds not long since enjoyed such tender caresses? Had those two alluring nipples forgotten
the bliss of being licked and sucked?

Zhang Yumei's delicate nipples felt both soft and pleasurable from Zhou Menglong's sucking. Her brows furrowed slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her
sensual red lips parted slightly, releasing a heavy, alluring moan with each surge of pleasure. Under Zhou Menglong
's wanton manipulation and teasing stimulation, Zhang Yumei's boneless waist swayed unconsciously, her beautiful face
filled with an irresistible allure, her expression utterly seductive.

Zhou Menglong's right hand reluctantly left her firm, elastic breasts,
roaming , unwilling to miss a single corner. It glided over her silky, plump belly, heading straight for her lush, verdant
paradise. Sensing her private sanctuary being invaded, the mature, alluring woman, who had been gradually becoming intoxicated by her lover's gentle
touch , reflexively arched her body, clamping her legs together, and cried out in a soft voice, "No!"

But at that moment, the gentle man had transformed into a domineering flower-picker, his large, rough hand still covering her most
sacred , soft mons pubis, refusing to withdraw even a fraction, his fingers expertly tracing rhythmic movements on her petals. The stream
gushed
forth from the ravine , wetting the invading fingers. Zhou Menglong's middle finger slowly parted the tightly closed petals, inserting itself into the secret cave hidden beneath the lush grass. The moment it entered,
Zhang Yumei, who had been trying to maintain a dignified image in front of Zhou Menglong, completely collapsed. She reacted violently, shaking her head and twisting her body, involuntarily letting out moans from
her cherry lips : "Ah...oh..."

Forced into her jade gate by the man, penetrating her sensitive and sacred private parts, Zhang Yumei felt an unbearable restlessness...
Trying to break free from Zhou Menglong's fingers,
Zhang Yumei her weak and powerless. Being touched in her most private area by a man other than her husband, the immoral sensual stimulation
filled Zhang Yumei with a mixture of excitement, shame, and anticipation. Zhou Menglong's techniques were a hundred times bolder and more skillful than her husband's
, and his unbridled nature gave Zhang Yumei an unprecedented thrill.

Although the elegant Zhang Yumei constantly forced herself not to be too unrestrained and lewd, as Zhou Menglong's
fingers kneaded and explored her moist, open secret, waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her entire being. Her tightly
closed petals parted slightly, revealing the tender pink labia inside. A
wave of heat surged up from her lower body, and the uncontrollable desire within her finally erupted. With a series of soft moans, streams of vaginal fluid
gushed from her alluring vulva, soaking the white sheets. The waves of tingling, unbearable sensations made Zhang Yumei 's

consciousness float away, leaving her utterly disoriented and unaware of the passage of time. The overwhelming tingling and passion became too much for her to bear, and a raging fire of desire burned away all her restraint and reason. Her long-suppressed primal lust had been fully aroused, and she gasped for breath, occasionally extending her nimble tongue to lick her slightly parted cherry lips, thirsting for more. Her flushed skin was covered with glistening beads of sweat, and her slender waist swayed like a snake, unconsciously responding to her lover's caresses. Her were no longer tightly closed. The relentless surge of carnal pleasure repeatedly assaulted Zhang Yumei's reason, until finally her lower body unconsciously twisted and arched, resembling a passionate, aggrieved woman. Her mind was consumed by primal desires; elegance, dignity, and morality were all disregarded by this noble goddess. An unbearable emptiness caused Zhang Yumei to abandon all restraint, her eyes gleaming with seductive allure , her voice a seductive cry: "Zhou Menglong, spare me! Please, stop teasing me, come quickly, I'm in so much pain!" Hearing this graceful, unattainable fairy descended from heaven, finally succumbing to , unable to resist his rising lust, he cast aside the constraints of propriety and the pretense beneath his noble mask, earnestly requesting that he quickly mount her, to ride and ravage Zhang Yumei's mature beauty. Upon seeing Zhang Yumei's alluring body, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of imperial pleasure. "Yumei, is it really okay? Am I dreaming?" Zhang Yumei shyly opened her beautiful eyes, overflowing with spring-like passion, her gaze filled with anticipation. She nodded , then closed her eyes again, saying coyly, "You big bad guy, you just love teasing me. I'll do whatever you want with me." Hearing the super beauty's seductive words of being at her mercy, a heat immediately spread from Zhou Menglong's lower abdomen . He could no longer resist. He first moved Zhang Yumei's burning body to the center of the bed, then jumped onto her incomparably beautiful body . Her crystal-clear body, beautiful face, alluring fragrance, and intoxicating aura made Zhou Menglong feel as if he were burning with fire, his erect penis swelling and aching. Forty-eight ripe fragrant plum blossoms, Zhou Menglong gently used his knee to pry open Zhang Yumei's snow-white jade legs. Her supine body twisted gently, her high breasts heaving rapidly, her whole body exuding an indescribable spring-like aura. Zhou Menglong raised his erect penis, aiming it Zhang Yumei's sexy and alluring vulva. He first gently rubbed it back and forth at the entrance, then teased and stimulated her rosy clitoris. Her honeyed orifice could not withstand the stimulation, and shameful lustful fluids kept flowing out. Zhou Menglong's thick penis first pushed in inch by inch, then forcefully thrust it all the way to the end. Although the opening was narrow and tight, the overflowing, moist, tender, and elastic vulva still fully swallowed Zhou Menglong's long penis, completely engulfing it in one go. "Ah..." Zhang Yumei cried out softly, as if she couldn't withstand the sudden, fierce assault. Her delicate brows furrowed, tears streaming down her face. She was as fragile as a willow in the wind, which softened the man's initial urge to ravage her. He bent down, gently smoothing her disheveled hair with his hands, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I hurt you." He gently wiped away the tears on Zhang Yumei's cheeks, kissed her shy lips, and lightly bit her straight nose, tenderly caring for this stunning beauty who was momentarily flustered. His hard, erect penis remained inside Zhang Yumei's warm, moist vagina, no longer thrusting, waiting for her to gradually adjust. Under her lover's tender caresses, the slight pain gradually subsided. In the shy and awkward silence, the large, hot, and hard penis between her legs brought a full, throbbing sensation and waves of tingling pleasure. Her misty, tearful eyes slowly transformed into a tender gaze, and the long-awaited, intoxicating pleasure ignited Zhang Yumei's suppressed desire. Zhang Yumei's passion was rekindled; she let out a soft moan and unconsciously twisted her body, her slender waist and full breasts swaying gently as she enjoyed the tingling pleasure brought by the friction between the penis and her honeyed orifice. At this moment, Zhang Yumei was like a delicate flower, shy and fragile, yet yearning for the nourishment of love. Zhou Menglong, of course, understood Zhang Yumei's current reaction and needs, secretly pleased with himself. He asked, somewhat knowingly, "Yumei, does it still hurt?" Zhang Yumei blushed deeply, "It's...it doesn't anymore, but...it's very...it's very itchy inside." Zhou Menglong gently nibbled on Zhang Yumei's delicate earlobe, softly asking, "Then what should we do?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Yumei was overwhelmed with shame, like a virgin experiencing her first time, unable to answer. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong stopped teasing and gradually began to thrust slowly, pressing his broad chest against Zhang Yumei's firm, erect, and incredibly soft breasts, squeezing and rubbing them, feeling immense pleasure. Zhang Yumei's mature body, unsatisfied, was burning with desire. Under Zhou Menglong's teasing, rubbing, and gentle thrusting, her delicate nipples hardened, her alluring body writhed violently, her bright red lips parted slightly, uttering intoxicating sounds, her slender waist swaying ecstatically, welcoming the large, deep penis inside her. Seeing the mature, seductive woman pinned beneath him, consumed by lust and uttering lewd moans, Zhou Menglong knew he had led Zhang Yumei into a frenzied passion in the bedroom. Zhou Menglong became even more excited, his hips thrusting incessantly, causing his large penis to move in and out of Zhang Yumei's wet vagina . Zhang Yumei had perhaps waited too long for this moment. Zhou Menglong's skillful and masterful techniques had allowed her to feel his strength and power—something she could never experience with her husband . The alluring woman quickly became lost in the moment. Zhou Menglong became even more excited. Under these circumstances, he began thrusting in and out of Zhang Yumei's vagina, the movements varying in depth and speed, moving in and out of her vaginal opening.

He thrust into Zhang Yumei until she was nearly dead. Seeing Zhang Yumei's wanton appearance, Zhou Menglong
increased the speed and force of his thrusts, a series of powerful strokes penetrating deep into her flesh, hitting her sensitive clitoris.
Her vaginal fluids overflowed like a flood,
echoing .

After marriage, Zhang Yumei could only passively let her husband carry her to bed and let his large penis penetrate her body.
Just when she was starting to feel something, her husband ejaculated again, leaving her aside. Zhang Yumei
finally tasted true pleasure again. She couldn't help but feel waves of tingling and numb pleasure coming from her vagina. She breathed
heavily and moaned beautifully, "Ah...so comfortable...ah...so beautiful...ah..."

Zhou Menglong raised his upper body and victoriously rode on the beautiful and noble body. He looked at the stunning beauty beneath him, who was being whipped by
his huge penis and was crying out sweetly and desperately trying to please him. Now she was Zhou Menglong's budding flower,
his mouth full of food. The unparalleled pleasure of conquering her body and mind made Zhou Menglong thrust even more vigorously. The exquisite pleasure, both painful and pleasurable,
caused Zhang Yumei to let out inexplicable moans and groans, her eyebrows furrowing slightly from time to time: "Zhou Menglong, be gentle...
ah... harder... oh..."

Zhou Menglong watched as the usually alluring and sexy Zhang Yumei, after her long-suppressed desires were aroused, became so
wanton and wanton. He thrust his large penis in and out with even greater force. Her passionate garden was still very tight, and each thrust made
Zhou Menglong's large penis feel very comfortable. Coupled with her moans and pleas for mercy, it aroused
Zhou Menglong even more.

Under her lover's constant teasing, Zhang Yumei's alabaster-like body grew hot, her cheeks flushed,
her eyes glazed , and she moaned softly, completely intoxicated by the carnal pleasure of lovemaking
. The mature, alluring woman, her desire raging, raised her arched legs and tightly hooked them around Zhou Menglong's back, allowing her young
lover to ride on her mature, beautiful body. She fiercely raised her breasts, twisting wildly in rhythm
with Zhou Menglong's thrusting hips, completely involuntarily sinking into the surging waves of carnal pleasure.

On the violently shaking Simmons mattress, Zhang Yumei cried out and moaned with abandon, emitting seductive
moans that were both mesmerizing and soul-stirring. Primal lust triumphed over reason and ethics. Having not yet experienced climax, Zhang Yumei
was intoxicated by Zhou Menglong's vigorous advances, as if trying to release all the emptiness of her desire.

Full of energy, Zhou Menglong was no longer content with the normal supine position on the bed. He swept Zhang Yumei
up by the waist. Zhang Yumei, lost in her own desire, was suddenly confronted by Zhou Menglong, naked and face to face,
their lower bodies still tightly joined. Her cheeks flushed crimson, her alluring eyes closed shyly, and she dared not move.
Zhou Menglong pulled Zhang Yumei's limp, naked body into his arms, rose from the trembling Simmons mattress,
and began thrusting his large, burning-hot penis up and down within her tight vagina.

Fearing she might slip, Zhang Yumei clung to Zhou Menglong's body like an octopus. Her delicate, firm nipples
rubbed against his bare chest with
each of his violent thrusts. The massive penis pounded deeper and deeper into her tight vagina, an irresistible pleasure overwhelming her. Zhang Yumei frantically
responded, moaning and groaning, her breath coming in gasps of ecstasy. Finally, she let go
and cried out, "Ah...ah...so...so beautiful...uh...oh...ah...I'm flying
...flying!"

"Ah! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!"

The huge penis continued to thrust in and out of her vagina without pause, covered in sticky, lustful fluid, making
obscene noises. Zhang Yumei felt her vagina burning hot, her vision blurring, her soul fading,
rising and falling again in the raging sea of desire. Extreme pleasure coursed through her body, an unbearable tingling and itching
sensation coursing through her. Zhang Yumei arched her slender waist, a heart-stirring moan escaping her nose. A spasm erupted within her, and warm, slippery
vaginal fluid gushed out like a gushing torrent, the large, hot glans pressing against her clitoris.

Zhou Menglong, too, was overwhelmed by pleasure, no longer able to control his unbridled lust.
After , a torrent of hot semen forcefully shooting
into the dark, deep womb of the mature, alluring woman. Streams of fluid, a mixture of their warm, sticky semen, flowed from deep within, soaking the point where Zhang Yumei and
Zhou Menglong 's bodies were joined. The two could no longer stand, their limbs intertwined as they collapsed onto the trembling Simmons mattress
, panting heavily.

After climaxing, Zhang Yumei's entire body went limp, but her limbs still clung tightly to
Zhou Menglong , keeping his large penis inside her vagina. "Was it good?"

"Mmm..."

Zhang Yumei nestled nestled in the man's passionate embrace, her starry eyes slightly open, a soft moan escaping her lips
, her tone filled with boundless satisfaction and allure, deeply immersed in the unparalleled comfort of her climax.

The carnal climax gradually faded in the cool of midnight, and the indelible sense of morality and propriety surged
back into her mind. Zhang Yumei felt ashamed of indulging her desires and disgraced by her wanton behavior. A look of bewilderment
crossed her eyes. She suddenly sighed softly and said, "

Zhou Menglong, am I very lewd? Will you look down on me?" Zhou Menglong could sense
the struggle and unease in Zhang Yumei's heart after the passion had cooled. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist,
pressing them tightly together. "

Yumei," he said, "although I don't know why you did this, I believe you must
have your reasons. Men can never truly understand a woman's heart, but I believe that if you
pursue what you want, you will have no regrets in this life. I dare not say how capable I am, but I
know from your actions just now that the happiness I bring you is something your husband can never
give you." Zhou

Menglong paused, then continued, "Perhaps what we've done is somewhat unfair to your husband, but
conversely , is it wrong for us to pursue our own happiness? We're so happy, so
passionate, so joyful together. Is it wrong for us to pursue a love that transcends ethics and morality? So, Yumei, don't blame yourself too much. I think, many years later, you'll realize how right
your choice was." Hearing Zhou Menglong so understandingly and lovingly justify her promiscuity, Zhang Yumei's uneasy heart...

Much calmer. If even Zhou Menglong couldn't understand Zhang Yumei's feelings and needs and instead mocked
her, Zhang Yumei would truly die of shame.

Fortunately, Zhou Menglong considerately exonerated her from the shackles of morality. Zhang Yumei embraced
Zhou Menglong tenderly, joyfully accepting this destined soulmate. Her cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, and she said, "Since our marriage,
I have never been as happy as I am today! Life is no longer monotonous; every day is full of surprises. That's why
I willingly accept your devilish temptations and teasing. You are truly my nemesis."

Hearing this mature and alluring young woman regain her charm, her tender and submissive
infatuation with him, Zhou Menglong's wildness rekindled: "Yumei, you're all sticky. How about we take a bath together
?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yumei immediately blushed, shyly lowering her head, neither daring to agree nor refusing,
only displaying a bashful and submissive expression. Seeing the delicate and charming demeanor of the woman in his arms, Zhou Menglong's heart fluttered
. He thought to himself that no matter how noble a woman is, once you possess her body and soul, she will abandon her pride and become a clingy
little bird. Without waiting for Zhang Yumei's reply, he reached out and scooped her up, softly asking, "Yumei,
want more?"

Zhang Yumei suddenly leaned over, her arms encircling Zhou Menglong's neck, and forcefully kissed him on the lips.
Her delicate tongue, slightly protruding, pried open his teeth and slipped inside, sucking and entwining with his tongue. "Mr. Zhou, would
you like me to give you a little stimulation?"

After a while, Zhang Yumei released Zhou Menglong's tongue and whispered warmly in his ear.

Before Zhou Menglong could answer, Zhang Yumei had already placed her hand on his large penis. The ecstatic
kiss from before had stirred his now-calm penis. The moment Zhang Yumei's hand touched it,
his penis hardened. Her palm caressed the hard head, and she felt a surge of excitement.

"Not bad, quite thick and hard,"

Zhang Yumei said, now completely at ease, regaining the allure she had shown when she first met Zhou Menglong. A smile of spring-like delight graced
her face as she praised him. With a gentle pull, she grasped his penis
, which sprang forth proudly, its bright red head gleaming with a captivating sheen. "So big, so long!"

Zhang Yumei exclaimed, lifting Zhou Menglong's penis with both hands and gently moving it, making it
even harder and thicker. Zhang Yumei's red lips brushed against Zhou Menglong's ear, a warm breath filling his nostrils
with her sweet, cloying scent.

"Good little brother, let your sister give you a feeling of flying."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yumei's hands began to frantically knead. "Does it feel good?"

Zhang Yumei moved closer to Zhou Menglong's cheek, licking his face with her tongue, her lewd voice
rising

glanced weakly at Zhang Yumei. She was truly a peculiar woman, completely
unfathomable Her dignified elegance when she offered herself, and her current wantonness, both gave Zhou Menglong an
indescribable pleasure. Zhou Menglong let out a soft hum, saying it all.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/177883.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=177883&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Who will let go first?] (03) Author: Can't forget, can't remember

Next Page : [A message in a bottle led me to my first experience as a factory worker!] Author: Unknown

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

【The Mortal World】(Part 3) (Chapters 41-80) Author: Forced by Life

comment Open a new window to view comments