[The Erotic Water Margin Series - Leopard Head Lin Chong]

Chapter One

: Zhang

Xia Recalls the Past in the Bridal Chamber, Lin Chong Displays His Divine Power in His Wedding .
It is said that in the tenth year of Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty, although the powerful Liao Dynasty to the north was eyeing the Central Plains, and the Western Xia and Tubo

to the west were also eyeing the Central Plains, Kaifeng, the capital city, remained a place of peace and prosperity.
It was midsummer, and Wutong Street was brightly decorated and bustling with activity. Lin Ning, the twelfth-generation

successor of was marrying his son.
His father-in-law, Zhang Tianshan, was also a formidable figure in Kaifeng, having served as the archery instructor of the Imperial Guard. With his strong waist and

long arms, he was known as "Little Yang Youji" for his exceptional archery skills. However, due to his advancing age, failing eyesight, and declining physical strength, he

gradually fell out of favor with the court. His wife had died young, leaving him only a daughter named Zhang Xia. Fortunately,

she was
quick-witted from a young age, understanding and kind, and also possessed a slender figure and graceful bearing—a natural beauty. Lin Ning and Zhang Tianshan both served the Song Dynasty emperor and had known each other for some time. One day, while

drinking at a teahouse, Lin Ning expressed his concern that his son, Lin Chong, spent his days in the alleys and brothels, neglecting his duties

and indulging
in fighting and violence. He expressed a desire to find him a wife. Zhang Tianshan, in dire straits and struggling to make ends meet, coupled with

his , uttered polite words such as, "My daughter is plain and unattractive, I fear she may disgrace our family." The two found themselves

compatible and, emboldened by the wine, arranged the marriage.
Zhang Xia sat quietly in the bridal chamber, dressed as alluring as a spring mountain. Her husband, Lin Chong, had not yet entered the room, presumably

attending to guests outside.
She quietly lifted her veil, revealing a simply furnished room, bright and clean, with several large

"囍" (double happiness) characters pasted on the windows, exuding a festive atmosphere.
She closed her eyes, lost in reverie, thinking of spending the rest of her life with another stranger, and a wave of

tenderness washed over her. Her thoughts drifted with the flickering candlelight on the table…
That year, Zhang Xia was fourteen, her beauty just beginning to blossom, with bright eyes and white teeth, captivatingly beautiful.
She remembered it was on a summer day like this, the bright sunlight streaming through the gaps in the grape trellis into

the quiet courtyard. Zhang Xia lay asleep on a mahogany couch, wearing a jade brocade robe that accentuated her snow-white

skin, her pert breasts faintly visible, her cheeks flushed like a drunken concubine.
She wore a light red gauze skirt, her bound feet draped diagonally over the armrests of the couch, delicate

and charming.
Zhang Tianshan had just returned from the training ground, drenched in sweat, when he suddenly saw the painting of his daughter, "Sleeping Beauty Under the Begonia," and his long-dormant

heart was instantly stirred. Because he was always busy with official duties, he often relied on Aunt Liu from next door for help with household chores, and

his daughter 's daily life was taken care of by the maid Jin'er. He never imagined his daughter had grown so much.
He stood there staring for a long time, his lust rising, his penis erect and hard as a rock. He felt

parched , his lower abdomen throbbing, and the urge to urinate frequent.
Although he frequented brothels, how could a firefly compare to the sun and moon? Even the most beautiful prostitutes couldn't compare to her

delicate beauty, like a lotus emerging from the water.
He slowly knelt down, gently removing her light red gauze skirt and lifting her undergarment. He saw her round,

white mons pubis covered with soft pubic hair, her vulva plump and full, as smooth and glossy as

the dough . Perhaps due to the hot weather, her lower body skin was damp, the color of human milk,

exuding a faint fragrance. Her small, blooming vulva opened and closed like a peach blossom, as if a baby's mouth was crying for milk.
Zhang Tianshan finally couldn't restrain himself and trembled as he placed his calloused hands

on her high, protruding mons pubis, caressing it. The touch was warm, delicate, and smooth as satin.
Just then, Zhang Xia woke up with a soft moan. In her sleep, she felt a gust of wind and sand brushing

against her delicate skin, but when she opened her eyes, she saw her father admiring her most private parts. She

was stunned with fright.
Having been instilled with the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues" from childhood, her reverence for her father was deeply ingrained. Her

face flushed with embarrassment, and she timidly asked, "Father, what are you doing?"
At that moment, the shadows of the flowers shifted gently, and a nightingale sang sweetly on the grape trellis. The fragrance of a virgin mingled with the scent of flowers

wafting , stimulating Zhang Tianshan's nerve endings. His desire was already burning within him; he couldn't hear

his daughter's shy voice, his eyes filled only with her fair, rosy cheeks.
"Good daughter, don't cry out. Do as your father says, and I'll give you anything."
He removed her top, his rough hands already grasping her erect nipples, carefully kneading them, feeling

their warm, moist texture, his heart pounding. Zhang Xia felt her cheeks burning hot, as if on fire, her whole body flushed. A few soft moans escaped

her lips , her lips slightly upturned, making her even more endearing.
"I want the kind of silk satin from Xiaomei's house next door, and it has to be from Yuhang." Zhang Xia
had seen Xiaomei dressed in silk that day, looking beautiful and charming

. She didn't say it aloud, but she was secretly very jealous and longed to have something like that.
Zhang Tianshan, seeing his daughter's skin like jade, her lips like painted vermilion, her breasts erect and swaying in the wind, was completely captivated

.
"Good, good daughter... Daddy will also buy you palace flowers from Lin'an, jade bracelets from Jinling... Good Xia'er, you

smell so good!"
At this moment, he would pluck the stars from the sky and give them to her. He loosened his grip, untied

the ribbon at his waist, took off his long robe and undergarments, revealing his fairly strong chest, covered in thick,

frightening black hair. Zhang Xia's heart pounded, her blood rushed to her head, and she quickly closed her eyes. But then she squinted slightly and

saw that her father's penis was already erect, making his underwear look like a tent.
Zhang Tianshan held his daughter tightly, feeling an irresistible itch in his heart. He pressed his stubble-covered lips to hers,

the sounds of their lips smacking incessant. Zhang Xia's sweet, fragrant breath filled the air, intoxicating him.
Zhang Tianshan felt as if he were in a trance, even a god couldn't compare! He held his daughter's slender waist with one hand, caressing her smooth breasts with the

other , feeling their soft, yielding texture. He could sense that his daughter was

gradually becoming aroused.
Under the seduction of this seasoned lover, Zhang Xia was overcome with desire, her body burning like fire. She moaned softly, like a

nightingale's song, her hands already wrapped around her father's strong waist.
Zhang Tianshan's lips moved to his daughter's breasts, sucking on her two purplish-red nipples, wishing he could devour them whole.

Inside her belly, his tongue lightly touched her nipple, and that single touch sent a tingling, numbing sensation through Zhang Xia, causing her

to convulse.
Zhang Tianshan's withered hands had already slipped inside his daughter's lower body. The soft pubic hair covering her mound

made Zhang Xia involuntarily clamp her legs together, her face burning, her breathing growing heavier, her voluptuous body

writhing like a snake, revealing the turmoil within her. Her hands reached out to caress her father's erect

penis, feeling as light as a bird, as if she wanted to fly away.
Zhang Tianshan parted her long, graceful legs, revealing sparse pubic hair between her thighs, her vulva glistening and moist, a sight to

behold A clear stream, the color of human milk and its fragrance intoxicating, seeped from that enchanting orifice.
It was midday, and cicadas

were
chirping wildly in the trees. Zhang Xia lay on her back, legs wide open, her face flushed and her eyes glazed with desire. She moaned softly, her delicate hands kneading her breasts. Seeing his daughter's wanton state

and hearing her moans, Zhang Tianshan's penis began to throb. He guided it with one hand and thrust forward, but just as the head touched the ground, Zhang Xia cried out in pain, "Ah!! Father…it hurts

so much…I don't want it anymore…"
Suddenly, something hard was inserted into her vagina, causing a sharp, tingling pain. She quickly reached out and pressed down on

the burning hot penis, crying, "Father, it's going to tear! I'm going to die…"
But Zhang Tianshan was in the throes of passion … At this crucial moment, there was no reason to stop. He thrust forward with a sudden force,

his glans penetrating deep into her vagina, reaching the very core. Zhang Xia cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. The pain inside her vagina was excruciating, as if being stabbed with a knife

. Her muscles stiffened, her teeth clenched tightly around her lips, and she held her breath. "Father... poor daughter, so

frail ... please don't use any more force..."
Zhang Tianshan felt a pang of guilt upon hearing this and quickly slowed his pace, gently thrusting in and out, tenderly and slowly. Gradually,

he felt an intense smoothness inside, indicating that he had reached a climax.
He swayed his hips with great enthusiasm, bending down to examine the point where their genitals met. He saw that her vagina was full and plump,

her labia opening and closing, as vibrant as peach blossoms. A few drops of virgin blood stained her pubic hair, bright and eye-catching, contrasting beautifully with the white

vulva, making it appear even more bizarre.
The virgin's incredibly tight vaginal walls gripped his penis with pleasurable sensations. The pleasure traveled from his lower abdomen to the crown of his head, then

back to his penis. He kept his eyes closed, thrusting harder and faster.
Zhang Xia initially felt pain, but by the middle of the session, it had turned into a tingling numbness. She gradually lost control of her composure, unleashing

a hundredfold of allure. Her pink buttocks rose and fell gently, experiencing the sensations of his penis touching, sucking, pressing, and pecking within her vagina, like

a green snake flicking its tongue, leaving her disheveled hair and phoenix eyes glancing sideways—a truly erotic and seductive sight.
After hundreds of thrusts, Zhang Tianshan's aging body gradually gave way, his legs feeling weak and powerless. He

whispered , "Daughter, I'm coming..."
His penis contracted, and a thick stream of semen gushed out, splashing like a torrent,

reaching sprays. Then, he tightly embraced Zhang Xia's full and beautiful body and collapsed onto the mahogany couch.
Zhang Xia felt incredibly refreshed as the heat flowed in. The rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the two embraced, their

bodies intertwined, drenched in sweat.
From then on, the father and daughter's love affairs were endless, and they enjoyed them immensely. However, joy turned to sorrow. Zhang

Tianshan was old and frail, and how could he withstand this young woman in the prime of her life? After a few years, he was riddled with illnesses.
Only then did he consider marrying his daughter off, otherwise, this wretched body would surely meet the King of Hell sooner or later.
Zhang Xia saw the moonlight shifting outside the window, but her husband Lin Chong had not yet entered the bridal chamber. She sighed deeply,

leaned half-closed, one small hand supporting her cheek, appearing charming and graceful, her voluptuous body

radiating boundless spring.
Just then, a tipsy Lin Chong burst through the door. Four pairs of large red candles burned brightly, and

the bride lay asleep on the bed. Her eyebrows were arched, her long eyelashes framing her slightly closed almond-shaped eyes,

her cherry lips parted slightly, and her neck was fair and smooth—she was truly a beauty.
Even Lin Chong, who had never been fond of women, couldn't help but be moved.
Lin Chong was a forthright and chivalrous man; though already thirty, he remained unmarried because of his innate aversion to

women , yet he was like a cat seeking erotic pleasure, relentlessly pursuing it. Now, bound by his father's command, he had no choice but

to marry against his will, and even then, he dawdled until late at night before finally entering the bridal chamber.
But upon seeing Zhang Xia's unparalleled beauty, he was immediately overcome with lust. His heart trembled and his breathing quickened. He

reached out and gently stroked her face, which was as smooth as jade. "Wife, wife..."
Zhang Xia suddenly woke up and saw a man in brocade robes in front of her. He had a leopard's head and round eyes, a swallow's chin and tiger's beard, and

was eight feet tall. He looked tall and heroic. She was very pleased.
In the past, women didn't know their husbands' appearance until they entered the house. Upon seeing Lin Chong's handsome face, she was

instantly captivated, blushing and lowering her head. Her small face flushed red, and her large, bright eyes

shimmered with desire. "My husband has arrived..."
A thousand words were uttered in that instant. Lin Chong, with a swift movement, removed her bridal

gown, revealing her radiant body. Her breasts were firm and round, her abdomen flat, and a lush

patch of pubic hair grew between her thighs. Her lips parted slightly, revealing her deep and sincere affection.
He gazed greedily at this plump and beautiful woman, his hands trembling as he removed his long robe, revealing his strong

muscles , which bulged with each breath, displaying his imposing and powerful physique.
"I wonder how that thing is?"
Zhang Xia closed her eyes shyly. She couldn't be too ostentatious on their wedding night, lest she give herself away—this was something

her father had repeatedly warned her about before she left. She only felt stiff stubble poking her tender flesh, and

a long, wet tongue meandering between her breasts. As it sucked, she could only suppress her surging

passion, her body drenched in sweat, panting heavily.
"This humble servant is weak, please take care, my husband..."
Her slender hand touched something thick, long, and hot. Her small hand trembled. "This thing is so

big, this humble servant is so scared..."
Her soft cry revealed her delicate shyness, unable to withstand the cool breeze. Lin Chong smiled slightly. "My wife, don't be afraid, Lin Chong will

be careful ."
He shook his gleaming spear a few times, the veins on his penis bulging. He picked up Zhang Xia and knelt on

the bed . Zhang Xia's slender arms wrapped around his neck, her legs naturally hooked around his waist.

Lin Chong, supporting her plump buttocks with both hands, slowly inserted his penis into her exquisite depths.
Zhang Xia cried out in pain, "It hurts, husband, be gentle..."
Although no longer a virgin, Lin Chong's penis was far larger than her father's, instantly widening her vulva and thrusting

wildly inside, unstoppable. Soon, a few drops of blood appeared at the vaginal opening.
"Good wife, try your husband's Lin family spear technique."
He then launched a fierce attack like a storm, his penis often disappearing completely, the scrotum

pressing her clitoris. Zhang Xia was weak and trembling, experiencing ecstasy, as if every bone in her body had been

broken.
Lin Chong thrust thousands of times before withdrawing his penis. Zhang Xia was panting heavily, her body

drenched in , having been brought to the brink of death by him. She collapsed onto the bed, her pale body stimulating Lin Chong's still-stimulating

nerves.
Between her thighs, beneath the lush green grass, a valley suddenly opened up, revealing a plump,

smooth a prominent clitoris, like a rooster's comb slightly protruding, or a budding flower. Her labia were parted, and vaginal fluids splattered around her, indicating that after

a struggle, Zhang Xia had already ejaculated.
He touched it; the fluids were thick and slippery, like silken threads, covering his hand.
He chuckled softly, turned her over, and spat out a mouthful of saliva, smearing it on her anus, circling it

a few times around the clitoris. Zhang Xia felt an unbearable itch. "Husband, are you going to…"
She was terrified. With Lin Chong's enormous penis, to penetrate that small opening would surely kill her

. She cried out, "No, no…"
But before she could finish, that enormous penis had already forcefully entered her anus. A

searing pain shot through her rear, and she screamed, fainting.
In a daze, she felt as if an iron saw was sawing inside her rectum, scraping the inner walls with excruciating pain, which slowly

turned into a tingling numbness. Then, saliva was produced, lubricating the insertion of his penis, and a wonderful feeling suddenly arose.

Her eyes were no longer blank, but shining with excitement, even though the area below her was already a mess.
Lin Chong, having practiced martial arts for a long time, had great strength. He thrust nearly a thousand times and still had energy left, his thrusts were

exceptionally passionate.
Zhang Xia felt a needle-like pain in her anus, as if it were being torn apart. It was already a blur of blood, a bloody mess,

a gruesome sight.
Zhang Xia couldn't help but plead, "Husband, please don't torture this lowly concubine anymore, this lowly concubine is about to die..."
"Alright then, I'll insert it from the front again."
He pulled his penis out and inserted it into her vagina again, his hands caressing her firm, plump buttocks

, pushing harder until her breasts swayed wildly, as if intoxicated, and a flood of fluid gushed out from her vagina.
After another fierce assault, Lin Chong finally released all his pent-up semen into

Zhang Xia's vagina, causing her to tremble and feel as if she were floating on air.
In an instant, the bedroom was a scene of ecstasy, withered petals and faded hues, a pool of crimson blood and murmuring whispers. The
next 　　morning, Lin Chong and his wife, as usual, went to the front hall to pay their respects to Lin Chong's father and serve him tea. The two had been locked in a passionate lovemaking session all night. Lin Chong, being strong
and healthy, was unaffected, but Zhang Xia, with her delicate body, suffered greatly. She was still in pain in her lower body, making walking difficult. Her furrowed brows made her even more alluring, and even Lin Ning, whose usually calm body was stirred slightly. 　　"You two should go down," Lin Chong said meekly, "Xia'er isn't well; you should take better care of her." 　　He led Zhang Xia back to the inner room, where they inevitably engaged in another round of lovemaking. 　　Although Lin Ning was old, his years of martial arts training had left him with a formidable presence. Upon seeing his daughter-in-law's alluring beauty instantly hardened. 　　Just as he was pondering what to do, a young woman in a light green dress entered carrying tea; it was Jin'er, her maidservant. 　　Jin'er, a young woman of sixteen, was in the prime of her youth, possessing a refined and elegant appearance. Having never been deflowered, she exuded a youthful charm. 　　"Master, please have some tea," 　　she said, her voice clear and melodious, but to Lin Ning, it was like a thunderbolt. He grabbed Jin'er and pulled her into his arms, his old hands reaching wildly inside her trousers, caressing and pinching her vulva, his lust intensifying. Jin'er, her lower body suddenly attacked, blushed and tried to push him away, "Master, please don't..." 　　Lin Ning, already overcome with desire and unable to control himself, disregarded the woman's weakness. With a series of quick movements, he removed Jin'er's trousers, revealing her snow-white thighs, like delicate pink dumplings. The vulva, red and white, with the clitoris slightly protruding like a rooster's comb, its exquisite opening tightly shut, revealing only a small slit—a truly delightful sight. 　　Although Jin'er had often seen the Zhang father and daughter engaging in such acts, she was young and ignorant then . 　　Now, as she grew older, she understood matters of the heart. Being so flirtatious with Master Lin, she couldn't help but be aroused, and she longed to know how the exquisite pleasure had driven her young mistress to ecstasy . 　　Lin Ning, his lust raging, exerted all his strength, tearing off his clothes. This "Overlord's Armor Removal" was an ancestral skill, which he wielded with unparalleled prowess. 　　Jin'er timidly looked at the erect member, about seven inches long, fearing that her narrow vulva might not be able to bear its weight. 　　Just as she hesitated, Lin Ning smeared some saliva on his penis, brought it close to her smooth, plump vulva , and thrust it in. After only an inch, Jin'er cried out in pain, "Master, poor Jin'er, I feel like I'm going to die ..." 　　Lin Ning embraced Jin'er's fair neck, pressed his tongue into her small mouth, and sucked on her sweet . His penis didn't stop, thrusting more than twenty times before finally penetrating completely. 　　Jin'er felt a tearing, burning pain in her vulva, but she could only grimace and endure it until, after hundreds of thrusts, she , sweet cry. 　　Lin Ning felt her vulva contracting repeatedly, as if a small hand was gently grasping it, wet and slippery. He couldn't help but thrust wildly again. Jin'er also groaned incessantly, her small hands gripping Lin Ning's shoulders tightly, drawing several streaks of blood . 　　Lin Ning steadied himself in a horse stance, his body arching like a bow, his hips thrusting, a penis arching in and out inside, its head pressing against the depths of her flower, a pleasurable sensation like a chicken pecking. 　　Jin'er's flower felt like it was about to bloom, she drifted in and out of consciousness, her body weak yet incomparably blissful, finally understanding why her mistress was so engrossed in this.

"Good Jin'er, such a wonderful thing as you, why hasn't your master ever touched you?"
Lin Ning asked as he smoked, knowing Zhang Tianshan's nature all too well, how could he let such a beauty slip by?
Jin'er was completely captivated, feeling a comfortable and blissful sensation throughout her body. She unconsciously arched her beautiful legs and wrapped them around Lin Ning's waist,

panting as she said, "Master, you don't know, how could my master have taken a liking to me? He and my young lady have long..."
At this point, Jin'er suddenly realized something was amiss and quickly shut her mouth, though moans still escaped her lips.
Lin Ning, cunning and shrewd, understood immediately. He tightened his grip on her waist, cursing inwardly, "That old

bastard Zhang Tianshan, he's not human!"
Lin Chong and his wife had been newly married for over a month, but Lin Chong's passion was gradually waning.
That day, Zhang Tianshan excitedly came to report, "The Tokyo Imperial Guard's headquarters is recruiting instructors for the 800,000 Imperial Guards' spear and staff techniques.

A public competition will be held in three days at the western suburbs' martial arts training ground. Chong'er's spear skills are excellent; he should give it a try. It might bring him some fame and fortune, and allow him to secure a position

for his wife and children."
Lin Ning nodded in approval, "Yes, learn good martial arts and sell yourself to the imperial family. Chong'er, go ahead."
Lin Chong had also planned to achieve fame and fortune to bring glory to his ancestors, and since his father had given the order, he was quite enthusiastic.
That night, it was the fifteenth of the lunar month, and the full moon hung high in the treetops. Lin Chong had gone out to meet friends and hadn't returned. Zhang Xia, extremely

bored , went to the central courtyard to cool off and admire the moon. She wore a thin, gossamer-like garment, without any makeup, her elegant and fresh appearance making her look graceful

and charming.
Just as she stood there lost in thought, a cough came from behind her. She quickly turned around and saw

her father-in-law Lin Ning, standing behind her.
"It's windy late at night, you're dressed so lightly, don't catch a cold."
Lin Ning's voice was calm and gentle, full of affection.
"Father-in-law, I won't, it's hot today, I came out for some fresh air. Aren't you resting yet?"
Her father-in-law was usually serious and taciturn, but she was surprised to see him so considerate. She quickly tightened the scarf around her neck. Her

father-in-law's eyes gleamed brightly in the darkness.
Actually, Lin Ning had been standing behind her for quite some time. This peaceful little family was originally all men, but

since this gentle and beautiful daughter-in-law came, he could no longer suppress his surging passion. He often stood quietly under his son's window,

listening to the sounds of them making love, and then went back to his bed to perform his own lovemaking, comforting his aging

heart .
"No, I can't sleep... Xia'er, is Chong'er good to you?"
Lin Ning leaned forward and grabbed her small hand tightly. Her slender hand was smooth and delicate, and there was a faint

fragrance in his nose, which he thought came from his daughter-in-law. His heart fluttered, he swallowed, and his penis

was eager to try . He was really unable to resist.
"Ah, father-in-law..." Zhang Xia was stunned by her father-in-law's actions. She lowered her head and her face was flushed as if it were on fire.

"Big brother is very good to me..."
But she couldn't say the words out loud.
"Good Xia'er, you are so beautiful. I liked you the moment I saw you."
Lin Ning took advantage of the quiet night and picked up her beautiful body. He held her warm body in his hands and his heart was completely

overwhelmed.
"No, no... Father-in-law, this is not good. Big brother is coming back soon..." Before she could finish speaking, her small mouth was

sealed by Lin Ning's mouth. His long tongue darted over and began to suck on her tongue.
"Xia'er, how does Chong'er's kung fu compare to your old father's?"
"Ah, Father-in-law, how could you..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xia was terrified, her body going limp as her father-in-law

carried her into his room.
Lin Ning placed her on the couch and gently removed her thin veil, revealing her exquisite, curvaceous body,

her skin as white as jade, as translucent as ice. His heart raced, his breath quickened.
Lin Ning gently flicked her tender nipple, then lowered his head to suckle it tenderly. The young woman's fragrance

mingled with her breast scent truly pleased him.
As he suckled and released her, an boundless pleasure washed over Zhang Xia, her heart pounding,

as if she were ascending to heaven. She closed her eyes, quietly savoring the sensation.
While Lin Ning was playing with his daughter-in-law's nipples, his fingers weren't idle either. He had stripped Zhang Xia's underwear completely off,

leaving her long, fair legs stretched out before her father-in-law's eyes. The pubic hair between her thighs was sparse, and the tender pink and white flesh

was faintly visible.
Lin Ning lifted one of her legs, lowered his head, and gently kissed that peach blossom spot. The teasing of his fingers sent a shiver of pleasure through

Zhang Xia , causing her to moan involuntarily. Lin Ning quickly removed his own clothes, his erect penis

standing proudly and menacingly.
Zhang Xia blushed and whispered, "No...this won't do..."
"Good Xia'er, just go along with your father this once...let me show you my skills. You know, the Lin family's

spear technique is no less than your father's."
Lin Ning impatiently parted her legs, guiding his hard, iron-like penis into that

tight , enchanting cave, and began thrusting in and out.
Zhang Xia's vulva was completely filled, leaving no gaps. With each thrust, the tender flesh of her vulva would move in and

out, appearing and disappearing, a truly captivating sight. Her slender waist swayed, her pink buttocks raised and lowered, welcoming Lin Ning's thrusts. Each

time he went straight in, penetrating to the very end, making her heart bloom. Between these gentle thrusts, lewd moans and

groans filled the room.
Lin Ning, energized, thrust hundreds of times in one go, panting and covered in sweat. But

Zhang Xia beneath him was still in the throes of lust. "Good father-in-law, you have to go in tighter, go in faster..."
Her lewd words made Lin Ning tireless. He just kept working hard, thrusting vigorously. After hundreds more thrusts, his

lower abdomen tightened, and a stream of semen shot out like arrows deep into Zhang Xia's flower core.
However, although Lin Ning had ejaculated, Zhang Xia was still moaning incoherently, clearly not yet satisfied. Lin Ning

lowered his head , parted the damp pubic hair with his hand, and inserted his tongue inside.
Zhang Xia trembled all over, her purplish vulva contracting and relaxing, and her vaginal fluids flowed like a spring tide. Lin Ning

opened his mouth wide and ate the overflowing fluids mouthful by mouthful, occasionally smacking his lips and sucking deeply, as if drinking sweet wine. 　　As Lin Ning had expected, Lin Chong stood out among the many participating warriors. When he saw his son use the Lin family's signature move
, 　　"Seven Plum Blossoms," to defeat his opponent, he knew...

Lin Chong had now surpassed his master, a true rising star, and Lin Ning couldn't help but stroke his beard in admiration.
After two days of intense physical battles with his daughter-in-law, Lin Ning felt extremely weak. Although he had taken some tonics from Huichuntang,

it was to no avail. He could feel his body declining day by day.
But Zhang Xia's fiery body was so alluring that he repeatedly transgressed his desires,

releasing his primal energy time and again. Just last night, while Lin Chong slept, Zhang Xia had engaged him in

a fierce battle on the kitchen stove for hundreds of rounds, almost draining him dry, but he seemed to enjoy it immensely.
That day, Lin Ning's house was filled with congratulatory guests, all coming to congratulate Lin Chong on becoming the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards

. Many of the attendees were prominent figures in the capital's martial arts world.
Among them was Xu Ning, a close friend of Lin Chong and an instructor in the Imperial Guard's Golden Spear Class. Xu Ning was handsome, six feet five or six inches tall,

with a round, white face, a three-pronged, thin black mustache, and a broad,

powerful build. He
was extremely skilled with the hook-and-sickle spear, and the two became inseparable friends through their shared love of martial arts. The Lin father and son drank heartily, emptying their cups of wine. Zhang

Xia , in
the inner room, was also overjoyed; her husband's excellence brought her radiance. She gently stroked her vulva, her labia parted like lotus blossoms, her vulva, after being cleansed, mature

and exquisite , full of passion.
"Good daughter, what are you thinking about?" It was Zhang Tianshan who had sneaked into her inner room. They hadn't been intimate for dozens of days

, and the old man was so lustful he was practically snotty-nosed.
"Father, you have no conscience..."
A large, watery eye rolled around as she nestled limply into her father's arms, her face

flushed, a hint of reproach in her eyes. A bright moon shone through the gauze window, illuminating the room.
Zhang Tianshan held his daughter tightly, kissing her deeply face to face, his tongue darting between her lips,

their kisses passionate and sweet. This kiss made Zhang Xia blush, her body tingling with desire, and her lower body involuntarily

produced a glistening, lustful fluid, soaking her pink trousers. After a while, the fluid from her vulva

trickled down her legs to her ankles.
Zhang Xia quickly pulled a white silk handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped herself inside her trousers. It was damp, smelling

of a faint, delicate fragrance amidst the pungent odor, as fine as silk, intoxicating.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Tianshan was already moved and began to undress her.
Zhang Xia said shyly, "Father, how can this be? It's so embarrassing. What if someone comes in?"
Zhang Tianshan pleaded, "Good daughter, your poor father hasn't eaten meat for many days."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xia's tenderness was instantly aroused, and her lust was stirred. "Then, you must be quiet."

Overjoyed, Zhang Tianshan was at a , and it took him a while to pull down her trousers.
The moonlight was alluring, and a bright, crystal-clear light shone on his daughter's tender vulva, like a mercury blanket,

like something made of white wax.
Zhang Tianshan's heart pounded, his lower abdomen tightened, and his penis throbbed like an iron rod.
He hurriedly pulled it out from his trousers and held it in his hand. Although it wasn't very long, it was firm and powerful.
Zhang Tianshan placed his daughter on the bed and admired her pair of three-inch golden lotuses with both hands, which could be described as jade-like and round.

Looking again at her vulva, plump and white, like a peeled lychee, smooth and delicate, a pair of pink lips

concealing a thin slit, the clitoris faintly visible, erect like a cherry trembling in the wind.
He couldn't resist the temptation; his fingers lightly reached out and pinched the clitoris, feeling its slippery texture. He then

inserted his fingers into her vulva, finding it tight and warm inside, the narrow passage quite difficult to navigate.
Zhang Xia cried out softly in pain. He quickly withdrew his fingers, only to see the labia close again, glistening,

even more alluring against the backdrop of thick, dark hair. At this moment, Zhang Xia also began to moan softly,

her voice rising and falling , each note distinct and beautiful.
She felt as if her vulva was on fire, her labia tightly closed, and a stream of lustful fluid flowed from the narrow crevice.

She moaned, "Father, hurry, thrust harder, I'm so itchy."
Zhang Tianshan thrust his hips forward, his penis aimed at the crevice, fully inserted, reaching the very core. Zhang Xia groaned

softly , her vulva itching intensely, a tingling, aching sensation washing over her, a myriad of feelings rushing through her.
Zhang Tianshan thrust hundreds of times, until his daughter's body was overflowing with fluids, feeling utterly blissful. "Dear Father, thrust

harder..." Hearing these lewd words, Zhang Tianshan used all his strength, pushing

his penis in with all his might, feeling her vulva tightly grip his penis, each step so difficult.
Zhang Xia, however, thoroughly enjoyed it. The muscles inside her vagina were tingling and pleasurable from the scalding heat, her lower abdomen tightened,

and a lot of fluid flowed out. She moaned loudly, "My dear father, you're killing your daughter!"
Zhang Tianshan listened to her melodious cries as his penis thrust in and out of her vagina with great force, the impact of his member making a "thud" sound.
Zhang Xia swayed, her hairpins askew, her breasts bouncing. After a few more thrusts, Zhang Tianshan's scrotum

contracted , knowing he was about to ejaculate. He quickly hugged his daughter's hot body tightly and roared as he ejaculated.
Zhang Xia also cried out, her body trembling as if she were about to collapse. She felt as if hot oil had been poured into her vagina,

making her dizzy with pleasure.
The two embraced and caressed each other for a while. The noise in the outer hall gradually subsided, but footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor. Zhang Tianshan

hurriedly put on his clothes and left through the window.
When Lin Chong's wife opened the door, she saw Lin Chong being helped in by someone. The newcomer had silkworm-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and

an extraordinary appearance; it was none other than Lin Chong's good friend, Xu Ning, the Golden Spearman.
Chapter 3
: Seeking the Aphrodisiac, Lin Ning Dies on His Journey West;
The Leopard Man of Longyang Strikes Again. Now, let's talk about this Golden Spearman, Xu Ning. He was a righteous man, with long arms and excellent archery skills, as light as a swallow. He was a hereditary third-rank imperial

bodyguard with a sword. He loved making friends most of all. Lin Chong, the Leopard Head, was about the same age as him, and they were kindred spirits, sharing everything

.
Unfortunately, he had a flaw: he was a heavy drinker and a womanizer. He had slept with every woman in his household, young and old. Whenever he

saw a beautiful woman, he would pursue her relentlessly like a fly drawn to blood. The good thing was that he wasn't into men, unlike Lin Chong, who

was into both men and women.
It is often said that yin and yang exist in pairs, a natural order created by heaven and earth. How can one act against the will of heaven? Continuing in this way will surely bring disaster. This has

been frequently advised against by Lin Chong, but he remains oblivious, paying no heed to the advice.
That day, seeing Lin Chong's wife in the inner hall, so beautiful and alluring, my bones went numb. But I thought, "A friend's wife... I cannot..."

"How dare you bully me! " he thought bitterly, his mind elsewhere, listless and listless. His wife, a woman of refined manners and dignified
appearance, was from a distinguished family; her father was the commander of the Nine Gates Commandery. "Husband, why have you been so melancholy these past few days?" Mrs. Xu asked softly, serving him a bowl of ginseng soup. 　　Xu Ning lazily raised his eyes. "Nothing much, probably just a sprain from practicing martial arts yesterday. I won't be going on duty today ; I'll rest at home." 　　He drank a few sips of the soup, and seeing his wife's delicate features and fair skin, his manhood stirred. He swept her into his arms. 　　His wife let out a soft moan, her body limp, her phoenix eyes dreamy, exuding the charm of a young woman. 　　Holding this soft, fragrant woman, Xu Ning felt as if he were in a room filled with orchids and fragrant herbs. His wife gently kissed him, their lips meeting softly , and they truly savored the moment. 　　"My lady, it's been so long since we've been intimate, yet you smell even sweeter than before." 　　Xu Ning's lust was at its peak, and he treated this woman as the beloved he had been longing for. Fueled by his burning desire, he loosened her belt, revealing her plump, moist vulva, her small opening glistening with spring, and her pubic hair tender and long. 　　The wonder of this exquisite opening lay in the fact that, despite having given birth, it remained as tight as a virgin's. Whenever the couple made love, she would moan incessantly like a virgin, her voice soft and delicate, her small opening full of blossoms—truly a renowned treasure among genitals. 　　Xu Ning then rolled over and placed his penis against her vulva, thrusting several times before finally penetrating, only to find it winding and difficult to move, the path rugged and uneven. 　　"Good husband, please be gentle..." 　　The wife was sweet and content, oblivious to her disheveled hair, and instead began to knead and twist her trembling breasts, her buttocks rising to meet his thousands of thrusts. A gurgling sound could be heard, indicating the overflowing of her vaginal fluids. 　　Xu Ning, supporting her bound feet, thrust firmly hundreds of times, until the lovely woman felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, her mouth uttering continuous moans of pleasure. 　　Xu Ning brought his head close to her fair neck: "Good wife, your husband has something to discuss with you, and I hope you will agree ." 　　The wife was in the throes of passion, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her buttocks swaying wildly below, feeling that thing burning from the inside out, yet so utterly captivating. 　　"My lord, whatever you command, I will obey without question..." 　　Xu Ning whispered a few words in her ear, and the woman blushed instantly, her delicate face trembling. "This is no good, my lord, it makes me so shy..." 　　Xu Ning thrust again with all his might, his movements wide and forceful, causing her juices to gush out. She cried out, "My darling!" The woman, being a woman of passion , nodded slightly, which made Xu Ning's heart flutter with joy. He raised his golden spear again, thrusting until the woman was exhausted and unconscious. Meanwhile, the Lin 　　family patriarch, ever since he had an affair with his daughter-in-law, had been working tirelessly day and night. After several months, he was no longer able to perform sexually, and his senses had become weak. 　　Several times they had exhausted themselves before even engaging in battle, leaving both of them unhappy. Finally, Zhang Xia lost her temper: "If you keep doing this, don't come again ! You're ruining my mood." 　　Lin Ning ordered his men to inquire around and learned that the most prestigious brothel in the capital, Yu Tang Chun, possessed a secret aphrodisiac called "Mighty Vajra Pill," made according to a court prescription. It was said to leave a lingering fragrance on the cheeks and stimulate saliva production in the groin. So he spent a fortune to buy six pills, hiding them in his inner chamber, waiting for the right opportunity to have a passionate encounter with Zhang Xia. 　　That day, Lin Chong, as usual, went to the Grand Commandant's mansion to report for duty, leaving early. Lin Ning waited for his chance and slipped into his son's inner chamber, where he saw his daughter-in-law dressing in front of the mirror, looking utterly captivating. 　　"Good daughter-in-law, your wanton appearance is truly deadly..." 　　Lin Ning's hands moved swiftly, caressing her smooth, delicate skin. At this moment, he was consumed by lust and could hardly bear it . His light kisses had already left Zhang Xia's face sweaty. 　　"Good father-in-law, please don't give up halfway again. You're making me so eager, but I can't get my fill." 　　Zhang Xia's eyes were alluring, her breath sweet and fragrant, her delicate figure almost frail. 　　Before coming, Lin Ning had already taken four "Mighty Vajra Pills," and now, under the influence of the aphrodisiac, he no longer had his usual patience . He hastily removed his clothes, revealing his penis, much larger than usual, firm, glistening, and shimmering. 　　Young Zhang Xia was quite surprised at the sight, but without time to think, she cooperated with her father-in-law's actions, removing her covering robe and lying down. Her fair skin was incomparably beautiful, her tender flesh and smooth vulva standing plump and swaying in the wind. 　　Old Lin Ning was already burning with lust, and his penis suddenly plunged into her vulva, thrusting in and out relentlessly. 　　As soon as the penis entered, Zhang Xia felt it burning hot, stiff as steel, relentlessly scouring , sometimes long, sometimes short, relentlessly pounding her core, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation. 　　"Good father-in-law, you're different today than usual, you're going in so deep it feels like I'm going to break..." Her soft, sweet voice, filled with fragrance , further aroused the old man, making him feel like he was on the verge of a thousand miles, his energy soaring. 　　Gradually, fluid began to flow from Zhang Xia's vagina, a sweet and pleasurable sensation, causing her to feel intensely lustful. She couldn't raise her pink buttocks to meet his thrusts, moaning incessantly, eagerly yielding to his advances. 　　Old Lin Ning's desire intensified with each thrust. He thought to himself, "This palace medicine is truly potent. I haven't felt this ." He felt that her plump, thick vulva was impossible to penetrate, so he exerted all his strength, thrusting hundreds of times. Zhang Xia suddenly felt a scalding liquid gush from his glans, pouring directly onto her flower bud, a tingling, sour , and spicy sensation, incomparably pleasurable. Yet, she didn't feel his penis weaken at all; it remained firm and powerful, even hotter and more scorching. 　　At that moment, Old Lin Ning gathered his energy in his dantian, full of vigor, and thrust even more powerfully and deeply than before, driving Zhang Xia to moan incessantly, her jade legs kicking wildly. Zhang Xia was overjoyed, her waist swaying, her flower trembling, thrusting his smooth, plump member upwards, each thrust so thorough, reaching the tender flesh of her flower bud, producing juices. This sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. 　　After nearly a thousand more thrusts, Old Lin Ning once again ejaculated wildly into the petals, sweating profusely but unwilling to stop, still writhing incessantly. 　　Zhang Xia, in her frenzy, felt the burning sensation on her flower core, and was overjoyed, almost fainting. 　　She felt the penis throbbing inside her, until finally, the pain became unbearable. Though the flower was beautiful, it couldn't withstand such a torrent of passion. She could only grit her teeth and endure the pain, gently lifting her hips to accommodate the thrusting.

Old Lin Ning, still undiminished in his vigor, thrust relentlessly, penetrating hundreds more times. He felt his blood surging in his chest, and a

strange, foul-smelling semen flowed from his lower body. He quickly withdrew, only to see blood gushing forth, an inexhaustible flow, like a burst dam

causing a flood.
Zhang Xia, in her moment of agony, was overjoyed to see the large penis withdraw, but then heard the old man

cry out and collapse to the ground, blood gushing from his penis. She was speechless, utterly bewildered.
Lin Ning, in agony, writhed several times before his legs kicked and he fell unconscious. Seeing this, Zhang Xia knew something

was wrong . She dared not tell her husband, and hurriedly summoned Jin'er, who was serving in the hall, ordering her to rush home and fetch her father,

Zhang Tianshan.
As the saying goes, old ginger is spicier; when Zhang Tianshan arrived and saw the scene, he already knew what had happened

.
He ordered Jin'er to bring clean water to wash Lin Ning. After a while, Lin Ning gradually woke up and saw

Zhang Tianshan sitting beside him. He was in his bedroom and knew what had happened.
"In-law, we are family, so I won't say much more. I don't have long to live, so I only hope that you will help Chong'er for the sake of

our long-standing friendship. He is still too young to understand."
Zhang Tianshan nodded: "Chong'er is my son-in-law, which is also my son. You can go in peace!"
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After Lin Chong finished his duty, he went to the drill ground as usual. In the afternoon, having nothing to do, he walked out of the

hall and headed west. There, he had a good friend. One of his childhood friends, Lu Qian, lived in

Huhe Lane on Baosheng Street. He was fair-skinned and handsome, and although not tall, he was smooth-talking and had a charming figure. He was Lin Chong

's first male favorite.
"Now that you're a government official, you'll have to help out your little Qianqian!" Lu Qian used

alluring tactics, her makeup making her look like a beautiful woman, revealing a gentle and tender demeanor.
This place to stay was also purchased by Lin Chong. Lu Qian had originally tried his hand at business, but unfortunately, he was unlucky and lost everything.

He had no choice but to become a hanger-on for a wealthy family, but he was also an ambitious man and wouldn't accept

such a menial job, so he never did well. Later, Lin Chong stepped in and often gave him some silver to help out. The two

were truly inseparable and very affectionate.
"That's true. I'll be working for the Grand Commandant in the future, and I'll have the opportunity to promote you."
The two drank together until sunset. Lin Chong, in high spirits, his eyes gleamed, and his hands began

to grope Lu Qian's body.
"I thought you wouldn't do this anymore after your wedding, but I didn't expect... hehehe!"
Lu Qian stared intently at Lin Chong, her little finger gently stroking his face, chuckling softly,

exuding charm.
"Good Qianqian, come here, it's been a long time since I've touched your beautiful hole."
The two kissed for a long time, and in his passion, Lin Chong pulled down Lu Qian's pants,

revealing a red plum blossom tattooed on his pink buttocks, with a yellow oriole perched on it.
"Good brother, come on, but be gentle!"
Lu Qian feigned shyness, her delicate face making Lin Chong even more aroused. Lin Chong pulled out his

hard, hot penis, casually picked up some wine from the table, poured it on his penis, smeared it a few times, and then

dabbed a few drops on Lu Qian's anus. The anus was a dark red, with delicate texture, opening and closing, like a red plum

blossom .
Lin Chong guided his penis to the anus and slowly inserted it. Because he was familiar with the procedure, he inserted it all the way in

without Lu Qian feeling any pain. Lu Qian even gently leaned back to meet him. Lin Chong held the smooth, plump buttocks

and thrust in and out, feeling incredibly pleasurable. He felt the penis was tight and sweet.
"Brother, harder! My little hole is so itchy!"
Lu Qian became wanton, some arousal fluid leaking from the anus, the lustful fluid flowing and covering his

snow-white buttocks. Lin Chong, burning with lust, worked even harder. They thrust hundreds of times, Lu Qian using his internal energy techniques,

his penis clenching and releasing, inhaling and exhaling, mimicking a woman's voice, moaning and calling out "Darling, sweetie, daddy."
After thousands more thrusts, Lin Chong felt incredibly pleasurable, his whole body relaxed, and he ejaculated profusely. The rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the two entwined

, undressed, sharing a pillow, their necks intertwined, and fell asleep.
After a few incense sticks' worth of time, Lu Qian's door was knocked on so loudly it shook the mountain. Lu Qian hurriedly dressed and went to

open the door, only to find a seven-foot-tall man staring at him with wide, angry eyes.
"Oh, it's Brother Xu! Please come in quickly, a rare guest indeed!"
The visitor was Xu Ning. He had heard from the training ground that Lin Chong was drinking here every day, so he knew

that Lin Chong had taken up homosexuality again.
"I'm not going in. Quickly call Lin Chong out. I have something to discuss with him."
He had always disliked these kinds of pretty boys who made a living by selling their bodies, a disgrace to men.
"Brother Xu, what brings you here? Is there something you need?" Lin Chong had also come downstairs and

was delighted to see Xu Ning.
"Let's go, let's go." Xu Ning grabbed Lin Chong without further ado and started to leave. He didn't want to stay

here ; the thought of it made him nauseous. "Today I'm hosting; come to my house for a chat."
The two were old friends and didn't stand on ceremony. They spurred their horses and arrived at Xu Ning's house.
"Brother Lin, I say, it's best to avoid people like Lu Qian..."
Before Xu Ning could finish, Lin Chong interrupted him, "Brother Xu, you don't know the intricacies of this . I'll

let you experience it for yourself another day."
Xu Ning quickly shook his head vigorously, "I have no way to do that; please don't say any more."
"Alright, let's drink this cup again."
Lin Chong drank and drank, his leopard-like face as red as a tomato, his body swaying precariously.
"Come, rest for a while."
A hint of joy flashed in Xu Ning's eyes as he helped Lin Chong upstairs. There, he saw Xu's wife, dressed beautifully

, her cheeks flushed, completely naked—a captivating sight.
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Is Lin Chong a hero?
My answer isn't so certain.
Does superior martial arts make someone a hero?
Not necessarily.
Lin Chong came from a family of low-ranking military officers, possessed superb martial arts skills, had a successful career, and a happy family—truly

enviable.
But his life was entirely at the mercy of fate. Unlike Wu Song and Lu Zhishen, who were proactive in

seeking revenge and could easily let go of what they had to give up, he was content with a life of meekness and comfort, only wanting a peaceful

existence.
Some friends have called him the most tragic figure, a point I wholeheartedly agree with.
Both were sent to exile, but Song Jiang and Wu Song were served by yamen runners, while Lin Chong

faced a path strewn with thorns and hardships. Had it not been for the intervention of the monk Hua, he would have perished long ago.
For the first half of his life, he was merely a low-ranking military officer with no control over his own destiny, roughly equivalent to a modern-day

civil servant .
Shi Nai'an's brilliance lies in placing the scene of the perpetually cowardly Lin Chong being forced to join the Liangshan bandits at

the Snow-Covered Mountain Temple.
There, Lin Chong was reborn like a phoenix, but the price was high and painful; it is precisely

this that makes the birth of a hero so difficult.
Therefore, the author's inclusion of the double green hat in this story is merely a setup, a way to

awaken him from his decadent lifestyle and make him realize that society is not as perfect as he imagined; it is a dog-eat-dog

world .
Otherwise, how could Lin Chong become a hero?
Therefore, he should thank Lu Qian, Gao Yanei, and Gao Qiu, among others; it was these scum of the earth who made

him, perfected him, and gave birth to the hero of Liangshan Marsh. Thus, among heroes, some are active

, some are passive; Lin Chong undoubtedly belongs to the latter.
(Also, many Chinese believe that wife-swapping is a foreign import, but this is not true. It originated in the Song Dynasty, and began with Lin Chong—truly

an ancient practice! Haha…)
Some readers suggested writing about Wu Song and Pan Jinlian, but I would rather die than write about that. In my heart, Wu Song is a god;

he is flawless. Moreover, he remained a virgin throughout his life. Given Wu Song's character, it's impossible for him to have an affair with his

sister-in-law; that would be to underestimate him.
Moreover, there are already many works of this kind on Devil's Island, so I don't want to mention them again.
Below, I intend to write about Lu Junyi, Yang Xiong, and the dashing double-spear general Dong Ping, but the project

is enormous , and I'm finding it difficult to continue.

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Chapter Four
It is said that Lin Chong, in his dazed state, felt a pair of slender hands supporting him. Her face was as red as the morning sun, her brows

sparkling with a thousand kinds of charm, and he couldn't help but be greatly aroused, his manhood erect.
He immediately kissed the beautiful woman deeply, feeling her soft, warm fragrance, her smooth, glossy touch, and especially

her tight, warm member, which made him lose his senses.
Then, a small mouth exuded sandalwood fragrance, steaming hot, and he felt a similar burning sensation between his legs.

He leaped up, thrusting forcefully into the small opening, and with a "whoosh," it was fully inside.
In a daze, he only heard soft "ouch" sounds, his penis

burning .
At first, he was somewhat restrained, but later, he went wild like a galloping horse, thrusting thousands of times in one go, feeling as if his glans

was about to explode, as if his soul was about to leave his body.
The woman was also in a frenzy, thrusting her white, tender buttocks, letting his red, white, thick

member engulf the egg-like glans.
Lin Chong thrust hundreds more times, feeling his member leap and jump

like a rabbit, then a torrent of semen flooded her vulva.
At that moment, Lin Chong regained his senses and realized that the woman was Xu Ning's wife. He felt a deep sense of guilt and wondered

what to do. He saw that Xu Ning's wife had a flushed face, like a begonia in spring slumber or a rose in summer. She was no less beautiful than his own wife

, and they were truly like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own unique charm.
"Lin Chong was rude, my wife, please forgive me..."
Before he could finish speaking, he heard Xu Ning laughing heartily downstairs. "Brother Lin, we are like brothers, don't

mind. Brothers are like limbs, wives are like clothes. Brother, take whatever you want."
Lin Chong was moved to tears. "Brother, I don't know how to repay you for treating me like this."
Xu Ning, naked from the waist down, came upstairs, embraced his wife, and thrust into her. "Come on, brother,

the back is for you..."
Xu Ning's wife had a beautiful face and a soft body. She wrapped her legs around Xu Ning's waist, welcoming him

gently . Her anus was like a blooming chrysanthemum, truly tempting.
Lin Chong was still burning with passion. He didn't hold back and thrust into her.

He felt the long and difficult passage in her rectum.
The two men stood there, sandwiching Xu Ning's wife between them, thrusting in and out. The woman was breathless with pleasure,

her body tingling and burning, her vulva overflowing with lustful fluids, her rectum overflowing with saliva, each drop

feeling like a drenching of her own heart. She relied on the two hot, throbbing objects to soothe her burning desire.
As the saying goes, "In the moment of ecstasy, when the soul is consumed, the heroism is displayed in the passionate embrace."
Seeing that all three were at the peak of ecstasy, their penises erect, their beautiful vulvas gleaming, swallowing and contracting the massive objects,

feeling an itch as if thousands of fleas were biting them, they all cried out and ejaculated

, a torrent of fluids flowing like rivers. 　　As the saying goes, "Extreme joy begets sorrow.
"
After Lin Ning's tragic death following excessive indulgence, Lin Chong only

learned , and was devastated, fainting several times.
He immediately discussed the funeral arrangements with his father-in-law, Zhang Tianshan, and the arrangements were

not completed until the early hours of the next day. The details of this process are omitted here. Just
as Lin Chong was about to rest, a tall and imposing man entered from the outer hall, his gait powerful and imposing . 　　It was his close friend, Xu Ning, who had come to offer his condolences. Upon seeing Lin Chong's wife, Xu Ning was instantly captivated. She was dressed in white mourning clothes, like a pear blossom in the rain, standing gracefully, her eyebrows as alluring as spring mountains, her gaze full of charm. 　　Lin Chong's wife, seeing Xu Ning's lustful eyes staring directly at her, blushed and turned her face away. 　　"Sister-in-law, Xu Ning greets you." Xu Ning, gazing at this stunning woman, already had a hard , erect member pointing skyward.

"Greetings, Uncle." Lin Chong's wife returned the greeting shyly, but her beautiful eyes also caught sight of the bulging thing.

She felt a trickle of tender moisture between his thighs and couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.
"Brother Xu, please sit for a moment. I am exhausted and would like to rest."
Lin Chong yawned, truly exhausted. He said as he walked into the inner room, "Please forgive me, my wife. This

is my uncle, there's no need to be so formal."
"Brother, please rest. Xu Ning will keep vigil for you." Xu Ning looked at the beautiful woman's curvaceous figure,

her breasts pointed and full, like newly sprouted bamboo shoots, so endearing.
Lin Chong's footsteps gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor. A cool breeze rose outside the window; it was midnight, and the air

was .
Seeing Lin Chong's wife shiver a few times, Xu Ning quickly said, "Wife, the wind is strong tonight, and the night is unbearably cold, yet

you are dressed so thinly."
Lin Chong's wife's cheeks flushed with spring, "Although it's cold outside, there's a stove to keep warm, Uncle, don't worry."
"But Xu Ning is quite cold, please come and snuggle up to me, sister-in-law, to help me warm up." Just as Lin Chong's wife

was slightly taken aback, she was already pulled into Xu Ning's arms, his fragrance rich and intoxicating.
Although Lin Chong's wife was moved, she still pushed him away, "Uncle, please have some self-respect, you shouldn't be so improper." But she felt

a firm object pressing against her lower abdomen, throbbing incessantly, and her face flushed even more.
"Good sister-in-law, the night is too short, come on..." As he spoke, he brought his lips to hers and gently licked her pointed

red lips, feeling their warmth, sweetness, and incomparable fragrance.
The woman's mouth was stuffed with that tongue, and she murmured, "This...no...Uncle...oh...

um..."
Her small hands were held by Xu Ning, who grasped that slippery thing, which was burning hot to the touch. In addition, the saliva in his mouth was being sucked and

stirred, and her fragrant tongue made a sound, "No, no, not here..."
Seeing her docility, Xu Ning was very pleased. He put his hand into her bosom and gently twisted her tender vulva. He felt

it was hot and tender, and incomparably beautiful.
Although Lin Chong's wife was anxious, she thought that this was her father-in-law's mourning hall, and she was very ashamed. However, Xu Ning

was not going to let her go. He quickly stripped off her clothes and, holding his own phallus, fiercely and aggressively

pushed it into her wonderful vulva.
With a "hissing" sound, it was like the silk was tearing. She felt that the inside of her vulva was smooth, and with each thrust, it was itchy, tingling and spicy,

probably because her vulva was very tight.
So Xu Ning began to thrust in, rubbing left and right, causing the red flesh to roll and the lustful fluids to leak out. He felt that the inside of her vulva

was both curved and narrow, as if something was drawing him in, making it impossible to stop. He then rammed and thrust wildly, stirring up waves, until Lin Chong's

wife was left with a pale and disfigured face, feeling as if her vulva was about to split open, and even her bones were about to melt.
Xu Ning withdrew very slowly, finding it indescribably wonderful, slowly and deliberately savoring the pleasure within.
Lin Chong's wife felt as if a brush was scrubbing her inside with each thrust. The tip of his penis

burned, and she was drenched in sweat. "Uncle, hurry up, you're killing me..."
Xu Ning thrust in over a thousand times, still feeling her soft, yielding sensation on his penis. He increased the speed and

intensity, his Xu family's hook-and-sickle spear technique truly remarkable, with countless variations, leaving Lin Chong's wife

utterly defeated , her petals falling, experiencing unparalleled pleasure.
It was truly a perfect match, one passionate, the other willing; their genitals were evenly matched, a clash of equals. One was

like a wolf , the other a warrior ready to defend. Both pairs of alluring eyes looked towards the source of the desire: one with heaving breasts, exuding

charm; the other with a penis, displaying a thousand techniques. When they came together, it was a perfect harmony, a mutual consent.
Lin Chong's wife thought to herself, "This Xu Ning is quite a remarkable person, so outstanding. It seems my husband's friends

are all truly heroic figures." She felt that his thrusts were varied in pressure, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, his pinching, scratching,

and teasing all with even force and perfect measure, perfectly pleasing her heart. She was so delighted that her lips trembled, "Good uncle, you're so beautiful..."
Seeing the woman's alluring charm, the valiant Xu Ning grabbed her fair legs and pressed

them against her snow-white breasts. A thin, white slit was visible between her legs, and his member was inserted there,

glistening with a few drops of liquid.
He thrust in and out hundreds of times before releasing the viscous fluid, which flowed out in a gurgling stream.
The two then straightened their clothes, and their passion ended. They secretly agreed that after the seventh day after his death, Lin Chong would bring his wife to

Xu Ning's residence to rekindle their romance. 　　Time flies, and autumn is here in the blink of an eye. Lin Chong, in high spirits, invited his friends to go for a spring outing
. 　　Zhang Xia, feeling unwell and unable to bear the cool breeze, stayed home, leaving her maid Jin'er to serve her. She sat her room sewing shoes. 　　A few knocks sounded at the door, followed by a call from outside, "Instructor Lin, is Instructor Lin home?" 　　Jin'er opened the door and saw Lu Qian standing there, dressed handsomely. 　　"Ah, it's Master Lu! Didn't you go out with the Instructor?" Lu Qian was a frequent visitor and quite familiar with Jin'er. 　　He affectionately squeezed Jin'er's small hand, "Good Jin'er, it's been so long, you've become even more beautiful." 　　Jin'er blushed and spit on him, "Coming to tease me first thing in the morning, so unserious." 　　This little Jin'er's heart had already awakened to love; seeing the housewives doing "that" all day, she was actually itching with desire. 　　"What's the point of being serious with people like us?" Lu Qian was somewhat dejected, seeing Jin'er's slender waist and her bright red lips , his heart burned with desire. 　　Jin'er sighed, "Madam is at home, you should leave." 　　Lu Qian, however, was emboldened by lust, and in his haste, he embraced her, feeling her soft body and fragrant scent, a unique charm. 　　"Good Jin'er, let's keep our voices down, how could Madam hear us?" 　　Jin'er remained silent, clearly agreeing. 　　Lu Qian was overjoyed. He untied Jin'er's belt, squatted down, and pressed his face close to her vulva . He saw a sparse patch of black pubic hair winding across her vulva. Beneath the pubic hair, it was thick and tender , with the delicate flesh faintly visible. 　　The area exuded a faint fragrance of osmanthus and a slight fishy smell. In the very center of her vulva, a tender pink line divided the flesh into two halves, like the crease on a Mingxi peach, with two petals standing upright on either side, unique and lovely.

As her labia opened and closed, her tiny clitoris trembled and contracted, incredibly alluring.
Lu Qian, accustomed to male pleasure, was utterly unprepared for such a sight. His eyes widened, and he swallowed hard, his

penis erect, straining against his trousers. Lu Qian parted her labia,

extending his tongue to lick and suck between them.
He found them smooth, delicate, and plump, with a slightly fishy smell, which only fueled his desire. His penis, erect and

throbbing , grew several times larger than usual.
After a while, Lu Qian stood up, one arm around Jin'er's upper body, the other tightly holding her head,

pulling her close to his chest. He aimed his penis at her entrance, and with a forceful thrust, plunged it in, penetrating

deep into her core.
Jin'er cried out, "You heartless bastard, you're killing me..." Lu Qian ignored her and thrust rapidly, making

Jin'er feel numb and tingly, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Lu Qian usually only knew the feeling of being penetrated, this was the first time he had experienced this sensation, and he was in high

spirits . His penis grew even more powerful, filling her vagina completely, thrusting into her with great passion.
Jin'er felt a mixture of pain and itchiness, numbness and tingling in her vagina, especially when that wonderful thing pressed against her clitoris, it burned and made her shudder

, her whole body went limp, she felt pleasurable and comfortable, her whole body felt like she was floating in mid-air, the beauty reaching her very core.
The two stood by the wall, thrusting, unaware that Lin Chong's wife had called Jin'er several times, but received no response, and had already

stepped out the inner room and into the corridor.
There she saw the two of them locked in a passionate embrace, and she felt a blush rise to her cheeks, at a loss for what to do.
Seeing Lu Qian with his legs bent, gritting his teeth as he thrust forward with all his might, Jin'er screamed and

cried out incoherently, his manhood white and red, long and large.
Her vulva swelled, and her juices flowed freely, soaking her trousers as if they were drenched in water.
Her eyes were hazy, her cheeks flushed, and her lustful heart rose and fell with each thrust. Then,
seeing the two men disperse, she quickly hid herself among the flowers.
She heard Lu Qian say, "Good Jin'er, I've never known such intoxicating pleasure. No wonder Instructor Lin has

been so distant with me since he married." "Of course," 　　Jin'er replied, pointing to the inner chamber as she straightened herself.
"My wife is incredibly beautiful, a true beauty." "I'd die happy if I could just have a moment with your wife," Lu Qian said, his lust rising 　　after hearing of Lin Chong's wife's beauty . 　　"You're so beautiful, but what is your status?" 　　Jin'er tapped Lu Qian's forehead with her slender finger. "But it's not like there's no chance. Let's see how you thank me." 　　Upon hearing this, Lu Qian knelt down. "Good sister, please help me." 　　Jin'er chuckled. "You men are really something. Cats can't resist fish, and sure enough. 　　Here's what we'll do: you wait patiently, I have a plan, I guarantee you'll succeed." In her heart, she also wanted a compromise, and the man before her was a good choice. 　　Lin Chong's wife, seeing the two whispering to each other from a distance, only heard a few fragmented seemed to refer to her. She felt a surge of desire, her jade-like legs tightly pressed together, her soul drifting in the wind, unaware of what was happening. Chapter Five : Inviting a Wolf into the House - Lin Chong Wears a Green Hat 　　, Offers Incense at the Yue Temple, Zhang Xia Loses Her Virginity Again . 　　Time flies, and the forty-seven-day mourning period has passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Chong returns from his mourning period. It is late at night, and Lin Chong and his wife have finished their meal, enjoying a cup of fine, high-quality pre-rain tea. A 　　servant enters and says, "Master Lu Qian is requesting an audience." 　　Lin Chong says, "Let him in." A man enters, wearing a square scarf, loose robes, pink-soled shoes, and black boots . His eyes are like peach blossoms, and his complexion is ruddy; it is none other than his close friend, Lu Qian. After 　　exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down. Lin Chong said, "I have already obtained the position of Yuhou from Grand Commandant Gao, but I will be working under Commander Fu'an. Please handle this matter carefully and do not embarrass me." 　　Lu Qian stood up, bowed, and said, "I will repay your great kindness in the future. I, Lu Qian, am a poor ." 　　The two were chatting happily when a servant from the government office came and said that Grand Commandant Gao had acquired a Dragon Beard Sword, no less powerful than and Yuchang swords, and extremely sharp. He wanted Lin Chong to come and demonstrate his swordsmanship for his colleagues in the capital. 　　Lu Qian hurriedly got up to take his leave, but Lin Chong tried his best to persuade him to stay, saying, "I will be back in a moment. Please sit for a while. We are brothers, so let's not be distant." 　　Lu Qian nodded in agreement and watched as Lin Chong hurriedly left. 　　A servant boy brought tea to greet him, but Lu Qian waved his hand and strolled out of the living room into a small courtyard where several plum trees swayed in the breeze. 　　Turning through the four corridors to the back garden, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing gracefully among the flowers. Her features were exquisite, like a flower in full bloom, elegant and refined. 　　Lu Qian took a few steps closer and saw that her hair was styled in a low bun, her eyebrows like delicate spring mountains, her cheeks flushed like a lotus emerging from water, and most captivating of all were her cherry-red lips, fragrant and alluring. Her waist swayed gently, her fingers were like spring onions, and her bound feet added to her unique charm. 　　Lu Qian grunted and bowed, saying, "Sister-in-law, Lu Qian greets you." 　　The woman, startled, quickly replied, "Uncle Lu, greetings!" She saw Lu Qian dressed in a flowing long robe, a paper fan in hand, and a turban, and her own face flushed slightly. 　　Lu Qian had long admired Lin Chong's wife's beauty, and upon seeing her, he was indeed captivated by her charm . He was utterly mesmerized and flustered. 　　"The moon is bright and the breeze is gentle, sister-in-law, you seem to be in high spirits. May I ask what flower you are admiring?" Unable 　　to contain his burning desire, Lu Qian unleashed his roguish charms, his eyes fixed on Lin Chong's wife's ample bosom. "　　These are the mimosa flowers we often see around here," the woman said, blushing. She had already taken a liking to Lu Qian , finding him refined and handsome, and though she found his rudeness unfortunate, she wasn't offended, secretly pleased. 　　Lu Qian, however, grew increasingly enamored. As 　　the saying goes, lust knows no bounds, and this was certainly true. "The stars have shifted, it's the perfect night. Sister-in-law, you have my difficulties in finding a suitable opportunity. Why not make this night enjoyable and grant my wish?" 　　Though his heart pounded like a deer, he still embraced the stunning beauty, his hands smoothly slipping inside...

That plump, luscious thing that everyone loved.
The woman couldn't break free in time and angrily said, "How could I, a lowly

concubine , be
a licentious and chaste woman? Stop it now, or I'll scream!" Lu Qian, his passion raging, said, "To die beneath the peony flower is to die a romantic death."
Without hesitation, he sealed the woman's sandalwood-scented mouth with his lips, feeling the fragrant saliva and the sweet aroma lingering on

his tongue .
He saw that the woman no longer struggled, her body limp, her phoenix eyes glazed over, clearly aroused. He happily said, "My dear

sister-in-law , the night is too short, let's go to Wushan together."
He then tucked her small golden lotus feet to his waist, his huge member erect between his legs. The woman's lustful eyes were half-closed, seeing

the dark color of the member, the glans erect, and she felt a tingling sensation throughout her body. She closed her eyes, carefully savoring the intoxicating pleasure.
Lu Qian removed the woman's undergarments, revealing her purplish-red vulva, the tender flesh smooth and slippery, like a freshly peeled peach, making one's mouth water.

Lu Qian slowly slid his penis into the woman's vagina, feeling a slight difficulty, likely due to her infertility.
"My darling, be gentle, it hurts so much!"
Lu Qian heard her soft, sweet voice, a rare sound in the world. He leaned forward slightly, gently thrusting in and out, his face pressed against the

woman's full breasts and cleavage, his mouth not idle, constantly sucking on the delicate buds of her breasts.
Lu Qian thrust in and out, using techniques from the world of pleasure, twisting, pulling, squeezing, and lifting, until the woman's spring tide surged high, her

vagina dripping with lustful fluids, her flower chamber wet. His penis moved between her thighs, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, sometimes aimlessly, sometimes

directly the core, making a splashing sound inside her vagina, making the woman unbearably happy, only able to moan and groan with lustful sounds.
Lu Qian's lust intensified. While thrusting violently, he asked, "My dear sister-in-law, am I enjoying it?"
The woman felt a tingling sensation all over her body, only managing a soft moan, "You rascal, you're making me feel like I'm about to break!

Hurry up and thrust harder, I'll only stop when I'm about to die!"
Seeing the woman's seductive allure, Lu Qian became even more vigorous. He thrust and pumped with tremendous force,

each time penetrating to the hilt. He continued this frenzied thrusting hundreds of times, causing the woman's vaginal fluids to gush forth like a raging

torrent .
The woman felt as if a thousand insects were biting her insides, yet it was also incredibly pleasurable and invigorating. Her whole body felt hot and

itchy , her vagina opening and closing intermittently, the vaginal muscles turning inward and outward, each time completely enveloping the massive member. Her vaginal fluids dripped down her

white thighs onto the ground.
Lu Qian embraced the woman's slender waist, thrusting wildly into her blossoming vulva. After hundreds of thrusts, he suddenly hoisted

one of her lotus-like breasts onto his shoulder, his massive member pumping back and forth like a storm, ravaging her pink, fleshy

flower .
The woman felt her core tingle, her vaginal fluids surging, she gritted her teeth, desperately enduring the pain. But her lustful desire surged,

her desire burning fiercely, and she arched her vulva to receive the wave after wave of frenzied thrusting. Instantly, her limbs went weak,

her whole body trembled, and her vulva was filled with hot fluids, a swamp of moisture.
As the two were locked in their passionate embrace, they were completely unaware that behind another tree, a pair of burning eyes

were watching this live sex show. That was Lin's maid, Jin'er.
Watching, Jin'er's heart was stirred, her desire unbearable, her body burning with heat. Jin'er quietly removed

her undergarments , caressing her trembling breasts, her surging desire growing increasingly unbearable. Her nipples were hard, painfully so,

so she pinched them with her fingers, her clitoris trembling wildly, experiencing unparalleled pleasure, but the most unbearable sensation was the intense itching inside her vulva.
She reached her slender hand between her pink thighs and plump vulva, where the glistening, red-veined clitoris was already overflowing with lustful fluids, its petals opening and

closing, revealing an indescribable, delicate lotus blossom, its clitoris brimming with vitality.
Jin'er pressed her hand against that sensitive spot, the pleasure emanating from her clitoris flowing through her entire body like a tidal wave.
She slightly inserted two fingers into her vulva, the honeyed opening and closing, the jade clam in and out, causing Jin'er to be drenched

in fragrant sweat, her nectar flowing out many times.
Just as she was overcome with lust, seeing the mistress's wantonness, he thrust even harder. Suddenly, she felt a cool sensation

in her lower body
, wet and sticky—it was her own juices flowing freely, overflowing with the two men's movements.
Meanwhile, time flew by, and it was now March, with a considerable heat in the capital city of Dongjing.
Lin Chong's wife said to her husband, "Husband, I remember last year we made a vow at the Yue Temple. Now it's been

a year, and I wish to fulfill that vow. What do you think, my husband?"
Lin Chong, having nothing else to do these days, replied, "Very well, let's go today."
He immediately instructed the servants to prepare some things, hired a sedan chair, and headed to the Yue Temple near the Xiangguo Temple.
Lin Chong's wife went directly to offer incense, while Lin Chong strolled to the back of the Xiangguo Temple.
Hearing the commotion, they saw a large, fat monk wielding his staff. They couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, recognizing him immediately

as Lu Zhishen, the Flowery Monk who had killed the bully of Zhenguan with three punches. As the saying goes, heroes

cherish heroes, and the two hit it off immediately, feeling as if they had known each other for a long time.
Little did they know, their own wives were indulging in unbridled pleasure and desire.
Lin Chong's wife, long married but infertile, had come to offer incense and pray for a child. After the prayers and paper offerings were completed, the monk Liaoyin bowed and

said, "Please, madam, have a cup of tea in your private room."
Lin Chong's wife agreed and headed towards the monk's quarters. Looking around, she saw walls with double-panel panels, a faded

black lacquered door, and a screen made of ironwood inlaid with Taihu stones. Hanging on the front was a landscape painting by a famous artist, and

on the sides were four scrolls of cursive script calligraphy. Before her were two ancient bronze candlesticks, each holding a brightly lit candle. In the center stood a crouching lion

incense burner, its mouth spewing forth fragrant ambergris and phoenix brain.
The small room appeared remarkably clean and tidy, and Lin Chong's wife secretly admired it, saying, "What a wonderful place, what a pleasant experience."
Just as she was admiring it, the monk Liaoyin served tea and snacks, completely unaware that they had been laced with a sleeping potion. Lin Chong's

wife, feeling thirsty, casually drank some West Lake Longjing tea. It tasted fragrant and she thought it was authentic tea, but

after she felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if the room was about to collapse.
Lin Chong's wife hurriedly called to her maid Jin'er, saying, "I'm not feeling well right now. Go and ask Master for a room

so I can rest for a while."
Na Liaoyin replied, "Our meditation room is just ahead, which is inconvenient. However, there is a quiet room in the back, where

no one comes and goes. It's very secluded and we can rest there. I'll go unlock it, and you can go and do as you please. If you wake up, just call the door, and I'll

open it myself."
Jin'er believed her immediately and helped her mistress to bed. Only after seeing that the monk had locked the door did she feel relieved enough to go out and play in the hall.
Liao Yin entered through the secret passage and saw the woman lying on her side, her eyebrows arched, her jade-like face blushing with shyness, like a peony

in bloom, a reincarnation of Guanyin. He was captivated
. Liao Yin turned her body upright, removed her undergarments, and saw that her vulva was as smooth and round as jade, and his penis

was swollen and about seven inches long, unusually thick.
Liao Yin was naturally endowed with such a thing, and had been soaking it in medicinal water for many years, making him quite remarkable. Liao Yin then brought his penis to her vulva,

feeling a soreness inside, but his penis could only penetrate two or three inches, making progress difficult. Liao Yin glanced at her plump vulva,

the red lotus half-open, the flower bud unfurling. He couldn't help but reach out and caress it, the touch numb and tingling, plump and full, further arousing his

lust. So he spat a few times and smeared some saliva inside her vulva, then thrust in another five inches, deliberately pumping hundreds of times. Her vulva

was now moist and slippery.
He thrust in and out hundreds more times, but the woman lay there motionless, oblivious to his advances

.
Liao Yin thought, "Since things have come to this, I doubt she'll make a sound. I'll just wake her up so she'll know my

methods." So he took a mouthful of water and fed it to her.
A short while later, the woman slowly awoke. Opening her eyes, she saw a monk straddling her,

his penis completely filled. She angrily demanded, "How dare you, monk! Is this how you do things

?"
The monk, Liaoyin, laughed, "My lady, please don't be angry. We were destined to meet in our past lives. Besides, life is

short; we should enjoy ourselves while we can. Why be so concerned with such trivial matters and miss out on great pleasures?"
The woman, being a woman of passion, saw that things had come to this point and simply scolded, "How long have I been asleep?"
Liaoyin lewdly replied, "It's still early, my lady, please be patient." He then began to thrust freely, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly,

letting do as she pleased.
The woman felt a pleasurable sensation and groaned, "Go in a little deeper, that's more satisfying."
Liaoyin, eager for this, thrust his body in, penetrating her completely, reaching the very core of her being. The

woman hummed softly and said, "Now I've finally scratched the itch. Can you hit it harder?"
The monk felt a burning heat inside her, like a raging fire. So he lifted her two jade-like legs

and thrust himself into her.
The woman was panting heavily, her hair disheveled, her expression alluring and captivating. The woman, overwhelmed with pleasure, reached out and

touched the penis, finding it stiff. She chuckled, "This iron hammer is quite something, pounding me like I'm going to die."
She merely moved beneath him, responding with pleasure. The two continued this thrusting and pulling, thousands of times, the monk's

spirits rising. After this passionate lovemaking, the woman felt a burning sensation in her vagina, her mind weary, and she could barely bear it. She said,

"I must go now. If there's a chance later, I'll come again. Let me rest."
Seeing this, the monk, also thinking that their first encounter shouldn't last too long, rolled off, his penis still

erect and full of vigor.
Then, they exited through the secret passage and returned to the front hall. When the woman had tidied her clothes and called for someone to open the door, it

was truly without any flaws.
As soon as the monk opened the door, Jin'er asked, "Is Madam feeling better?"
The woman, her face flushed, replied, "I'm better now, let's go."
When they reached the Five Peaks Tower in the front hall, a group of people entered noisily. The leader was a young man with

a fair complexion, a weasel-like face, and an extremely ugly appearance. This man was none other than Gao Yanei, the notorious playboy of Dongjing City,

who was notorious for his debauchery with other men's wives and daughters.
Upon seeing Lin Chong's wife, Gao Yanei felt as if his bones had melted.
Lin Chong's wife wore an apricot-yellow dress, her fragrant skirt billowing in the breeze, her figure light

and graceful, like a goddess water, her eyes sparkling like autumn water, her beauty as vibrant as a spring begonia.
Immediately, he whistled, and his henchmen surrounded her. Seeing the situation was dire, Jin'er

quickly escaped to find Lin Chong.
Chapter Six
: A Shocking Story - The Young Master's Son's Deep Affection; Lu Qian Betrays His Friend for His Future.
It is said that Lin Chong's wife, exhausted from her night with the monk, had no interest in the

young master Gao , especially since he was ugly and only increased her dislike for him. He simply said, "

Who are you to dare harass a respectable woman in broad daylight?"
The young man, Gao Yanei, just stared at the woman, who truly resembled a fairy descended from the moon, her beauty breathtaking and

incomparable. He chuckled and said, "Wife, let's go upstairs and talk."
The woman, who preferred dashing young men, had no interest in such a dissolute young man. Her face flushed, she said,

"In this peaceful world, what right do you have to harass a respectable man?"
Just as they were arguing, Lin Chong arrived in time, grabbed the young man by the shoulder, and shouted, "What is the punishment

for harassing a respectable man's wife?" Just as he was about to strike, he recognized Gao Yanei, the adopted son of Grand Commandant Gao,

and his hand immediately went limp.
Gao Yanei said, "Lin Chong, what's it to you! Mind your own business!" It turned out that Gao Yanei didn't know she was

Lin Chong 's wife; if he had, this whole thing wouldn't have happened.
Seeing the commotion, the idlers gathered around and advised, "Instructor, please don't be angry. The young master didn't recognize you and was simply being rude."
Lin Chong, still furious, watched with his leopard-like eyes as the young master Gao led his men onto their horses. Helpless, Lin Chong

led his wife, children, and maid Jin'er out into the corridor.
Just then, they saw Lu Zhishen, carrying his iron staff, leading twenty or thirty impoverished men, striding into the temple. Lin

Chong called out, "Brother, where are you going?"
Zhishen replied, "I've come to help you fight."
Lin Chong said, "So it's the son of Grand Commandant Gao. He didn't recognize my wife and was rude for a moment. I was going to give

him a good beating , but that would make the Grand Commandant look bad. As the saying goes, 'It's not the official you should fear, but the one in charge.'" "Lin Chong shouldn't have accepted

his invitation; let him off this time,"
Zhi Shen said. "You're afraid of him, he's a Grand Commandant, but what am I afraid of? If I run into that bastard, I'll give him

three hundred blows with my staff."
Lin Chong saw that Zhi Shen was a little drunk and said, "Brother, you're right. I was persuaded by everyone; let

him off this time."
Zhi Shen said, "If anything happens, just call me and I'll go with you."
The ruffians, seeing that Zhi Shen was drunk, helped him up and said, "Master, let's go now; we'll meet again tomorrow."
Zhi Shen picked up his staff and said, "Sister-in-law, please don't be offended or laugh at me. Brother, we'll meet again tomorrow." He then led the

ruffians away.
Lin Chong, leading his wife and Jin'er, made their way home, his heart heavy with unhappiness.
Meanwhile, Gao Yanei, who had brought a group of idle men, was captivated by Lin Chong's wife, who had then scattered them

. He returned home, brooding. As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair, and a stolen affair is not as good as one you

can't have! Gao Yanei grew increasingly gaunt and listless.
Meanwhile, a hanger-on in the Grand Commandant's household, holding the rank of commander of a thousand men, named Fu An, nicknamed "Dry Bird Head," knew Gao Yanei's

thoughts .
One day, seeing the young master sitting idly in his study, Gao Yanei approached him and said, "Young master, you've been feeling rather down lately .

But you have a trusted confidant, Lu Qian, who is quite handsome. How about I go and fetch him to quench your thirst?"
The young master, who also had a penchant for men, was immediately invigorated and replied, "That's a good idea! Go and

fetch him !"
A short while later, a man dressed in red entered. He was elegant in appearance and alluring in figure.

Gao Yanei was delighted and exclaimed, "Come quickly, let me see!"
As he spoke, his lustful hand began to caress Lu Qian's body, feeling his plumpness and imagining his ample groin

. Lu Qian, having finally climbed the social ladder, was overjoyed and, in turn, unleashed his flirtatious charms, doing everything in his power to

seduce him .
Gao Yanei shouted with delight and immediately pushed Lu Qian down onto the bench, pulled down his trousers, and positioned him face down,

his buttocks exposed, revealing his white, plump member. Knowing that Lu Qian was a seasoned lover, his rear was meticulously cared for, making it

as alluring as a peach blossom in full bloom.
Gao Yanei spat a little saliva onto the chrysanthemum bud, then took his not-too-big-to-small, not-too-soft-to-hard

thing and thrust it into the tight anus. Lu Qian groaned, "Young master,

you're so skilled, it feels so good!"
Flattery never fails, and Gao Yanei, hearing this, became even more excited, sometimes thrusting hard, sometimes slowly

. He felt the moist, slippery feeling inside his anus, moving in and out with ease, a

pleasant, itchy sensation.
Gao Yanei had a naturally strong waist, adept at bouncing, his slender legs planted firmly in a horse stance, launching a frenzied attack.

Soon, he was panting heavily, his soul almost leaving his body, experiencing the ultimate pleasure.
Lu Qian felt a burning heat in his groin, an unbearable swelling, and cried out, "Good young master, my darling, it's so tight inside, it

feels so good!"
The young master, reaching the peak of his arousal, shivered and ejaculated profusely.
The two then parted ways, and Lu Qian noticed a lingering melancholy on the young master's brow, indicating something was on his mind. He

smiled and said, "Young master, is it perhaps about Lin Chong's wife?"
The young master's eyes lit up, and he gripped Lu Qian's arm tightly, eagerly asking, "What plan do you have?"
Lu Qian replied, "Lin Chong is indeed a hero, but his wife, though outwardly virtuous, is actually incredibly seductive. Lu Qian will use

a little trick to ensure you get what you desire."
Upon hearing this, the young master immediately danced with joy, overjoyed, and said, "If this succeeds, I guarantee you a lifetime

of wealth and honor ."
Meanwhile, Lin Chong had been listless for days, too lazy to go out. Around 9 AM, someone called from the doorway, "

Is the instructor home?"
Lin Chong went out to see, and it was his good friend Lu Qian. He was delighted and said, "Brother Lu, what brings you here?" Lu Qian 　　replied
, "It's been a few days since we last met. I thought we could have a few drinks to relieve our boredom." The two of them

went into Fanlou Restaurant, took a private seat, and ordered the waiter to bring two bottles of good wine and some snacks. They began to chat. 　　Meanwhile, Lin Chong's wife, seeing her husband leave, picked up her needle and thread to sew shoes. Less than half an hour later, they heard a loud banging . When they opened it, a middle-aged man, panting, said, "I'm Lu Qian's neighbor. Your instructor and Lu Qian were drinking, and halfway through, the instructor suddenly collapsed . He told you to go and see him quickly." 　　Lin Chong's wife was very anxious. She immediately asked the neighbor, Wang Po, to watch the house, and, with her maid Jin'er, followed the man to a house in a small alley in front of the Grand Commandant's mansion. 　　Upon reaching the upper floor, she saw food and wine laid out on the table, but her husband was nowhere to be seen. Just as she was about to descend, a young man emerged , striking poses and flirting—it was none other than Gao Yanei, who had harassed her at the Yue Temple that day. Gao Yanei said, "Madam, please sit for a moment; your husband is here." 　　Lin Chong's wife replied shyly, "Young master, please have some self-respect. I am already married; don't you even consider the Grand Commandant's feelings?" 　　Gao Yanei suddenly knelt down, his hands already wrapped around the woman's legs, saying, "Since the day I saw your face, madam, I have lost my appetite and my soul is consumed by thoughts of you. Madam, please have pity on me." 　　Lin Chong's wife's bound feet blushed instantly upon being touched, and she could not pull away, saying, "In this peaceful world, how can you harass a respectable woman like this?" 　　Gao Yanei ignored her, hooking his hand along her shapely legs and pulling on her undergarment. Lin Chong's wife cried out , feeling a chill in her lower body. She twisted her body, wanting to call for help, but Jin'er had already fled. Now isolated and helpless, tears welled up in her eyes, utterly bewildered. 　　Gao Yan's heart burned with lust. His hand was already firmly touching her smooth, plump vulva, feeling its softness and tingling sensation. He vigorously rubbed it, pinching her labia between his fingers, sliding them up and down the damp path. 　　Lin Chong's wife, originally a promiscuous woman, had long since abandoned any sense of shame. She felt an unbearable itch in her vulva, her blood rushing to her head, as if it were about to explode. Her small mouth emitted continuous moans of lust. Gao Yan 　　, a womanizer and expert at seduction, could not restrain himself in this situation. He pulled out his five- or six-inch member and began to thrust wildly between Lin Chong's wife's legs. 　　By this time, Lin Chong's wife had already removed all her clothes, revealing her high, white breasts, her small hands constantly rubbing against them. 　　Gao Yanei felt a surge of heat throughout his body, his mouth dry. Seeing that the woman was aroused, he picked her up and laid her on a stool. Upon closer inspection, he saw her vulva high and bulging, a bright red slit covered with —truly a peerless beauty. 　　He immediately parted her legs, lifted her pink buttocks with both hands, aimed his penis at her, and with a single thrust, plunged firmly into her abyss. 　　Lin Chong's wife let out a soft moan, feeling her vulva completely filled. The penis moved in and out of her vagina like a dragon playing in water, rubbing the vaginal walls until they itched to the bone. She wished the penis would stretch her vulva open, only then could she release the burning desire within her. 　　Gao Yanei was enjoying his thrusting, feeling the vagina leaking fluids, which fueled his vigor, and suddenly he felt like a tyrant pressing down on her.

The thrusts were sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes tight, sometimes slow, a pleasure that was truly unbearable.
Lin Chong's wife felt weak all over, as if her bones had been pulled out. Unconsciously, she had already climaxed twice, only

moaning, "I'm going to die, you're so bad, you're making me climax..." Her face was flushed, as if she were drunk. In an

instant , the room was filled with the sounds of passion and lust.
Gao Yanei was enjoying himself, only saying, "How can I have this every day? I'd die happy if it were like this."
Lin Chong's wife's phoenix eyes were hazy, her red lips were red, "My darling, today's meeting is fate, there will never be another time like this

..."
How could Gao Yanei be satisfied? He shouted, "Your vagina is so tight and tender, so wonderful

, I can't live without you..."
As their words reached their peak, Gao Yanei's penis rose high again, and he thrust in and out hundreds of times before

climaxing again. After a moment of tenderness, the woman used a handkerchief to wipe themselves clean and tidy their clothes.
Just then, they heard Lin Chong roaring downstairs, rushing up the stairs and shouting at the door, "Sister-in-law ,

open the door!"
Recognizing her husband's voice, the woman opened the door while giving him a meaningful look. The young master, sensing the danger, opened

a window and jumped over the wall. Lin Chong went upstairs but couldn't find the young master. He asked his wife, "Wasn't this scoundrel defiled

?"
His wife refused to confess, only saying, "No." Enraged, Lin Chong unleashed his fists and smashed Lu

Qianhou 's house to pieces. He and his wife went downstairs, met up with Jin'er who had brought the news, and the three of them went home together.
Back home, Lin Chong grew increasingly furious. He grabbed a sharp dagger and rushed to Fanlou to look for

Lu Qianhou, but he was nowhere to be found. He waited outside Lu Qianhou's door all night, but he didn't return. Lin Chong then went home alone.
Lin Chong's wife advised him, "Stop your reckless actions! Don't you think we can mess with Gao Yanei?"
Lin Chong replied, "That damned Lu Qian! I treat him like a brother, yet he still tries to deceive me. I'm afraid even if I don't run into

Gao Yanei , I'll still have to protect his reputation." His wife wanted to settle things peacefully, but she pleaded with him and refused to let him leave
. Lu Qian hid in the Grand Commandant's mansion and dared not go home. Lin Chong waited for three days without seeing him. On

the fourth day, Lu Zhishen came to Lin Chong's house to visit him. The two went to the street together, drank all day, and agreed

to meet again the next day. From then on, Lin Chong went to the street to drink every day, putting the matter aside.
One day, Lin Chong and Zhishen went to the entrance of Yuewu Lane and saw a big man selling knives. The knife was bright

and dazzling , exuding a cold aura; it was truly a fine knife. Lin Chong was delighted and bought it for a thousand strings of cash.
That night, he stared at the knife intently, hanging it on the wall. At dawn, he looked at it again,

utterly , unaware that he had fallen into Lu Qian's trap.
It turned out that after Gao Yanei's success that day, he was deeply

enamored with the woman, his love for her growing stronger. He spent his days longing for her, his spirits dwindling.
Lu Qian and Fu An secretly conspired and immediately went to see Grand Commandant Gao.
Grand Commandant Gao listened carefully and slowly said, "So, because of Lin Chong's wife, how do you intend to harm him? –

I've been thinking, if we're to pity Lin Chong alone, we'll have to sacrifice my child's life. Here's what we'll do:

if you save my child's life, I'll reward you both."
Lu Qian and Fu An were overjoyed and immediately knelt to express their gratitude, unaware that Grand Commandant Gao had his own plans. He was thinking of bringing

the woman of unparalleled beauty, into his household to whet his appetite and relieve his lust.
The next day, around 9 AM, Grand Commandant Gao ordered two men to find Lin Chong. The two men arrived at Lin Chong's door and called out, "

Instructor Lin, the Grand Commandant has decreed that you have bought a fine knife and he wants you to come and compare it. The Grand Commandant is waiting for you in the mansion."
Lin Chong saw that the two men were dressed in official robes, but he didn't recognize them. He said, "I don't recognize you in the mansion."
The two men said, "We are newly appointed attendants." They then arrived at the mansion, entered the main hall, passed through a screen to

the back hall, and went through several more gates to a place surrounded by green railings.
The two men led Lin Chong to the main hall and said, "Instructor, please wait a moment while we go in and report to the Grand Commandant."
Lin Chong stood by the eaves with the knife and waited for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, but the two men did not come out. Suspicious, he peeked through

the curtain and saw four blue characters on the eaves: "White Tiger Hall."
Lin Chong suddenly awoke with a start, "This is a military stronghold, how can I trespass without cause?" He hurriedly turned around, only to hear a

shout. It was Grand Commandant Gao yelling, "Lin Chong, you entered the White Tiger Hall without warning! You're

carrying a knife , are you trying to assassinate me?"
Without further ado, more than twenty men rushed out from a side room, shoving and dragging Lin Chong like a black eagle chasing

a swallow , like a tiger devouring a lamb. Lin Chong could only cry out his innocence, and was immediately pushed away.
(Chapter Seven
: Zhang Tianshan Saves His Son-in-Law, Then Seduces His Beautiful Wife for Her Husband in Broad Daylight)
Meanwhile, Lin Chong's wife was at home grooming her eyebrows when her maid, Jin'er, rushed in,

looking terrified.
"What's the rush? What's wrong with you?" she scolded, but her face remained smiling.
"Madam, my husband is in trouble..."
Jin'er couldn't hide her panic. After all, Lin Chong was the pillar of the family; if something happened to him, everyone would be

in trouble.
"Ah... what happened? He was fine when he left this morning!"
Lin Chong's wife was also shocked. She had always lived a life of luxury and ease; she had never encountered anything like this before.
"I heard he was captured by Grand Commandant Gao, who wants to question him about his crime of carrying a knife and attempting to assassinate me in the White Tiger Hall."
Lin Chong's wife was so frightened that she slumped into her chair, trembling all over. She thought, "This is terrible! My husband's life

is in danger!" As the saying goes, "A night of marriage brings a hundred days of kindness!" The couple had been deeply in love after their marriage, their affection for each other profound,

like fish in water, inseparable. She thought she had married a hero, and that she would be secure for life, enjoying wealth and

honor .
Unexpectedly... he was imprisoned because of her.
Lin Chong's wife, being exceptionally intelligent, knew perfectly well that Gao Yanei intended to ruin Lin Chong so he could take advantage

of her thought about it, the more terrified she became, her body turning ice-cold.
Seeing her mistress in such a state, Jin'er hurriedly ran out and summoned Lin Chong's wife's father,

Zhang Tianshan. She quickly told him the whole story.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianshan also knew the matter was difficult to handle. Seeing his daughter weeping, like a pear blossom in the rain, possessing a unique

and moving beauty, he was touched and felt pity for her.
Zhang Tianshan sighed for a moment, waved his hand, and told Jin'er to leave. He said, "Daughter, don't worry. There's always

a way out. I've heard that Prefect Teng of Kaifeng is fair and honest, and puts everyone's interests first. I don't think he'll wrong our Chong'er

. Alas, I'm afraid that Grand Commandant Gao won't let it go..."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chong's wife blushed and stammered, "It's all my fault for doing something wrong. Father, you must think of

a way. The Gao family... the Gao family..." In her anxiety, she couldn't say anything more.
Zhang Tianshan sighed, "I still have some savings. I need to bribe officials to prevent Chong'er

from suffering . I have a past relationship with the clerk in charge, Sun Dingxiang. He's a very good person, always considerate. People call him 'Sun the Buddha.'

I'll give him some money to tide him over."
Lin Chong's wife, hearing that her husband was saved, was greatly relieved. "I've troubled you, Father. I really don't know

what to ..." she said, patting her chest lightly a few times. Her beautiful face lit up, her peach blossoms blooming, making her even more alluring.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Tianshan's penis throbbed slightly. He hadn't been intimate with his daughter for a long time,

and after , she looked like a mature and alluring woman. He reached out and gently touched his daughter's pretty face; it

was smooth and delicate to the touch, her pink cheeks so soft they seemed to melt at the slightest touch.
Lin Chong's wife lowered her head shyly, saying, "Father, stop! Don't you know what time it is?"
Zhang Tianshan, however, embraced her tightly, kissing her mouth. He slipped his tongue inside, sucking on her lips

, their tongues mingling and swirling together.
Lin Chong's wife felt a tingling sensation, her whole body seemingly melting. She wrapped her arms around her father, her full,

high breasts pressed tightly against his chest, rubbing against him, her desire ignited.
After a few kisses and caresses, the woman collapsed onto the bed, embracing her father's head and pressing it against his

bare vulva. Zhang Tianshan looked closely and saw that her vulva was already quite wet, her labia half-open

, a stream of fluid dripping down, her entire vulva soaked.
He pressed his lips against hers, and a pungent, slightly sweet smell wafted up. He sucked hard

, his lips lingering on her labia, the two fleshy lips like newly blooming lotus blossoms, sweet and sour, smooth and moist. A sudden surge of

childlike desire arose within him, and he gently bit her labia with his teeth, sometimes tightly, sometimes loosely, pulling and tugging, causing her lips to bounce wildly.
Lin Chong's wife could no longer withstand the play, crying out, "Father, you're so cruel, be gentle...it hurts

so much she cried out in pain, her body twisted and turned, clearly aroused.
A stream of lustful fluid overflowed from her vulva, filling the air with its sweet scent. After playing for a while, both of them were burning with desire.
Lin Chong's wife cried out, "Father...don't lick anymore...just put that thing inside...your daughter

is suffering so much..."
Zhang Tianshan had been waiting for these words. He swung his penis, the glans erect, swaying from side to side,

as if he were starving for it . He spread his daughter's legs apart, holding his own penis in one hand and touching her exquisite thing with the other. He bent down and

inserted the troublesome thing inside, feeling it fill the space completely, which was quite painful.
Lin Chong's wife let out a soft "Ah!", her breasts arched, her brows furrowed, and a sharp pain and itch shot through her vulva

, her entire vagina tingling and numbing. She unconsciously tightened her vaginal muscles, her hands caressing her breasts, crying out, "My darling, it hurts so much!"
Zhang Tianshan held his daughter's buttocks, leaning slightly forward, thrusting forcefully. He felt as if there was a magical

attraction , tightly gripping his penis, opening and closing. Each thrust felt incredibly pleasurable,

an unparalleled pleasure. It felt as if every pore on his body was about to explode, and he moaned softly, clearly immersed

in .
Lin Chong's wife swayed from side to side below, her hips heaving. One hand caressed her own breasts, while the other reached

to the point where their genitals met, groping for the tender, throbbing bud

. Her eyes were half-closed, feeling the massive member thrusting inside her. Though it couldn't reach the clitoris, it filled her vagina completely, making it incredibly tight.
They continued like this for hundreds of thrusts, thoroughly enjoying themselves. Zhang Tianshan finally ejaculated, feeling quite

pleased , having not experienced such pleasure in a long time.
The maid Jin'er stood by the window for a long time, listening to the constant moans and groans from inside the tent, occasionally letting out cries of "

Ah ah " Though she felt a ticklish sensation in her heart, her lower abdomen felt as if she needed to urinate.
After a while, hearing the clouds seem to be clearing, she pretended to be a newcomer and said, "Madam, it's almost night.

I've prepared some wine and dishes."
Lin Chong's wife said, "Leave them for now, I'm coming."
While her upper mouth was free, her lower mouth was tightly sealed by her father's penis,

temporarily .
The next day, Zhang Tianshan went to Kaifeng Prefecture to collect money and goods. Although he had old acquaintances in the government, few spoke

from the heart .
Because human relationships are inherently fickle and opportunistic, many people avoided Lin Chong, seeing him as a down-on-his-luck man.

Though they were polite, they already considered him a dead man.
Zhang Tianshan returned home exhausted after a busy day.
Lin Chong's wife, observing his demeanor, knew the situation was quite difficult. She gritted her teeth and decided to go to the Grand Commandant's

mansion . She had to get her husband home first, especially since she was the one who started the trouble.
That evening, a vermilion sedan chair was carried into the Grand Commandant's mansion, accompanied by a fair-skinned man, none other than

Lu Qian, the Commander of the Imperial Guards.
After passing through a small archway, the sedan chair stopped in a garden. Delicate flowers adorned the shallow paths, fragrant trees weighed down the carved railings, and there were moonlit

windows, snow-covered caves, and waterside pavilions—a truly beautiful place. This was the Grand Commandant's back garden, usually

the place where Gao Qiu and his son indulged in lewd pleasures with their concubines.
A woman slowly emerged from the sedan chair. Her long hair was tied up in a white robe, cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. She wore a white dress with a purple sash,

which shimmered alluringly in the setting sun. Her waist was slender and delicate, almost too small to be grasped in one hand; her figure was so light and graceful, it seemed she could ride

the wind and fly away.
Standing on the steps, Grand Commandant Gao was startled, finally understanding why his son was so infatuated with this woman.
He hurried down the steps, having long forgotten his identity as Grand Commandant. His withered old hands grasped that slender hand, which

was as white and smooth as jade, translucent and delicate. With just that one touch, the fifty-year-old villain was captivated, his mind

wandering .
Lu Qian and the others, knowing better, all withdrew, and the vast garden was now filled only with Gao Qiu's rapid

breathing and swallowing.
"I've long heard that my wife is as beautiful as a fairy, but seeing her now, I realize that such a beautiful person truly exists in the world. Even if it were from the East..."

"Even Li Shishi of the Shuyu Pavilion in the capital cannot compare to a single little finger of yours."
Gao Qiu, upon first seeing Emperor Huizong's debauchery with Li Shishi, was astonished, praising her as a celestial beauty. But upon seeing Lin Chong's

wife , he realized that compared to her, Li Shishi was like a pheasant compared to a phoenix—one earthly, the other heavenly.
Lin Chong's wife lowered her head shyly, her fair cheeks flushed.
"This humble woman greets Lord Gao," she said
, stepping forward with a graceful bow, her swaying waist seemingly unable to withstand the cool breeze. Seeing this, Grand Commandant Gao quickly stepped forward and embraced her. "No need for formalities, my lady. I have prepared some wine; please join me

."
As he spoke, his lewd hands began to caress Lin Chong's wife wantonly. She trembled slightly,

instinctively flinching, but quickly adjusted, no longer feeling uneasy.
Lin Chong's wife saw the house perched precariously above a pool of clear water. Looking up, she saw willows green, peach blossoms red

, and butterflies fluttering about – a truly serene place. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Gao Qiu, originally a dissolute and impoverished young man, had spent his days indulging in romantic pursuits. Now, he was serving the emperor.

As the saying goes, "Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger," yet Gao Qiu had managed to manipulate Emperor Huizong, gaining immense wealth and power. This

was because he understood human psychology perfectly.
"People strive for higher positions, water flows downhill." It's human nature to curry favor with the powerful

. Seeing this beautiful woman also being so opportunistic, Gao Qiu couldn't help but laugh smugly.
Upon hearing that dry, lewd laughter, Lin Chong's wife buried her head even deeper, revealing a patch of snow-white neck,

fair and delicate, almost translucent. Seeing her shy beauty, Gao Qiu found her even more alluring, and his lustful desires stirred; he could no longer

wait.
"Good wife, this is the most famous dessert in the capital, Xuefangzhai's 'Runkou Su' (a type of pastry), please try it..."
Gao Qiu held a soft, red pastry and brought it close to Lin Chong's wife's cherry-like lips. His nostrils

flared , releasing a delightful fragrance that made his withered, middle-aged body go numb.
Lin Chong's wife hummed in response, saying, "You're too kind, Grand Commandant..."
At that moment, a lewd hand was wantonly teasing her buttocks, arousing her to the point of overflowing vaginal fluid and a tingling,

numb sensation in her vagina.
"Grand Commandant, my husband..."
Before she could finish speaking, Gao Qiu's hand slowly slipped inside Lin Chong's wife's undergarments, pinching and playing with

the clitoris protruding between her half-closed labia. His tongue gently licked her delicate earlobe, his heart

burning that reached his very core.
"Wait a minute about that, just serve me well, hehe..."
At this moment, Lin Chong's wife was also filled with desire, her fair face radiating a captivating glow, her eyes

sparkling , her breath sweet as orchids.
Gao Qiu could no longer restrain himself, he picked up Lin Chong's wife and placed her on the embroidered couch covered with the carved and embroidered fabric of Hangzhou's Yu Rong Fang

, slowly removing her clothes, revealing her jade-like body lying there, graceful and alluring, as

pure and translucent .
Lin Chong's wife, completely naked, had delicate skin that shone brightly in the setting sun, her body warm and moist,

with distinct . In particular, her full breasts were fragrant with moisture, every part of her exuding the mature charm of a young woman,

making one's mind wander.
Gao Qiu's hands trembled as he gently caressed the rounded legs, only to find a fragrant patch between them.

A faint scent of roses wafted from the open vulva, wafting into the nostrils of this ravenous wolf, igniting

his already surging lust.
Gao Qiu swallowed hard, unable to restrain himself any longer. He pulled out his withered vine and thrust it into the peach blossom

cave. With a "plop," it was fully inside, pressing firmly against the flower's heart. He felt the wondrous warmth within

, and began to thrust rapidly, his body drenched in sweat, emitting the panting

and intermittent moans characteristic of an old man: "Good wife… your rotten hole is truly wondrous… it's squeezing this old man until his soul is scattering

…"
Lin Chong's wife, her heart stirred with desire, blushed, as if drunk, her tender white buttocks

swaying branches in the wind. Her breasts stood erect, trembling, her black hair flowing, her phoenix eyes

hazy, and a few faint, delicate moans escaped her lips.
She clung desperately to Gao Qiu's neck, her jade legs wrapped around his waist, hissing

softly, her body limp.
Gao Qiu, seeing her wanton state, deliberately teased her, withdrawing his sticky, wet member.

A stream of fluid gushed forth from her opening, soaking the bedding beneath him.
Though he withdrew his penis, Gao Qiu's bull-like eyes remained fixed on Lin Chong's wife's exquisite vulva. Her two

plump, thick, and tender labia opened and closed, revealing something within, like a pearl, soft and

lovely . Most remarkably, its color shifted between red and white, turning red when wet and white when dry—truly a wondrous vulva, a renowned treasure of the world

.
Overwhelmed with passion and unable to contain her desire, Lin Chong's wife suddenly sprang to her feet and pounced

between , seizing his manhood and frantically licking and sucking it. This single act of sucking sent Gao Qiu into a state of ecstasy,

as if floating on clouds. With a surge of pleasure, his manhood swelled violently, his lower abdomen

relaxed, and a torrent of milky white fluid gushed into Lin Chong's wife's cherry-like mouth.
Unable to dodge in time, Lin Chong's wife was choked, her pretty face turning red. She felt an

unbearable burning sensation in her mouth, and a surge of shame welled up within her. She quickly spat out his penis, saying, "Grand Commandant, you're so bad..."
This soft, gentle whisper left the Grand Commandant speechless and utterly terrified.
Just as the two were about to resume their lovemaking, a man rushed in from outside,

his face ashen and panting heavily—it was none other than the libertine Gao Yanei.
Chapter Eight (　　Final 　　Chapter 　　)
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...

Why hasn't he gotten it yet? The only explanation is the plot described in my book.
Hahaha!!!
Furthermore, consider that Grand Commandant Gao has the power to control everything

. It's hard to imagine that a mere Prefect of Kaifeng could stop him from killing. After all, Kaifeng at this time was no longer the Kaifeng of Bao Zheng's era! Why would he need to resort to

such underhanded methods to deal with an ordinary junior officer? He could have easily

settled this feud with a perfectly legitimate excuse.
In fact, everyone already knows that Lin Chong's wife played a significant role!
That role was her influence.
Only with this explanation can the truth be revealed calmly, restoring history's innocence!
Hehehe!!!
Finally, it's a pity that the book doesn't even touch upon Lin Chong's flamboyant personality before and after his surrender to the imperial court

. Especially when Song Jiang and others wanted to accept the imperial pardon, we only saw Wu Song and Li Kui forcefully blocking them, but Lin Chong didn't

utter a single word. Could it be that he still harbored thoughts of accepting the pardon?
After all, he had an irreconcilable hatred for Gao Qiu

; how could he swallow this insult and then submit to his former enemy? Wouldn't that be an insult and contempt for a hero?
In comparison, CCTV's adaptation of *Water Margin* is more reasonable.
Only in this way can it conform to the inner trajectory of the character's personality. As for many viewers saying that portraying Lin Chong's wife

as so lewd is unacceptable,
that's understandable.
The original text describes Lin Chong's wife very little; a few words are insufficient to reveal her inner moral character.
But those few words already present the world with the unparalleled beauty of a woman.
As I mentioned before, without such a portrayal, Lin Chong's tragic and desolate fate could not be fully expressed.
Moreover, this is erotic literature, and to depict a woman's "playing the pipa" and "reluctant yet welcoming" mood

requires extensive psychological descriptions and elaborate scenes, which is certainly not my forte. What a pity!

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Now, Lin Chong, unjustly imprisoned,

often wept in the dark, his heart burning with worry, thinking of his wife's weak character and his father-in-law's old age, neither of whom could save him from his predicament.
One day, a jailer came shouting, "Get up quickly, someone has come to see you!" A fat monk and a blue

-faced man entered; it was
none other than his close friend Lu Zhishen. The blue-faced man was none other than his apprentice Cao Zheng, known as "The Butcher,"

a man from , skilled at slaughtering livestock. He had once learned some martial arts from his master, but later went to Shandong to do business and

lost contact with him for some time. He never expected that his master would still remember him when he was in trouble.
"Instructor, you've worked hard. I've prepared some good wine and food here. Let's have a good drink together, the three of us brothers."
Lu Zhishen took out some items from the basket in his hand. The aroma of wine filled the air. Lin Chong hadn't drunk any wine for many days, and at that moment he put all

his worries behind him. As the three men feasted, Lin Chong sighed deeply, his expression somber, and said, "Today, Lin Chong

is in such dire straits, and I am truly unwilling to accept it. I fear that our meeting today will be our last, and we will never meet again

..."
Lu Zhishen rebuked him, "Instructor, do not speak like this! Under the Emperor's nose, there is law and justice. Even if we are at

our wits' end , my staff is not to be trifled with."
Lin Chong quickly replied, "Brother, do not break the laws of the country for my sake. I am not worried about myself, but I am afraid

my wife will suffer."
Lu Zhishen and Cao Zheng exchanged glances for a while, and Cao Zheng said, "Master, I will find someone to take care of your wife.

You should stay here and rest assured. We will make arrangements outside, and we must ensure her survival. As the saying goes, 'Where there's life,

there's hope.' Master, please take good care of yourself."
The two of them had heard much about Lin Chong's wife's reputation outside, but dared not tell Lin Chong. Right now, their priority

was to rescue him.
Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story.
While Lin Chong's wife was enjoying her tryst with Gao Qiu at the Grand Commandant's mansion, Gao Qiu's son, having learned of their affair,

rushed in. His toad-like eyes glared at them angrily, remaining silent.
Gao Qiu, seeing this, roared, "What's the rush? No manners at all! Don't you even greet your father?"
Gao Qiu's son, in his anger, had rushed over, but seeing the Grand Commandant's wrath, his body immediately

went . "Father, your son greets you," he stammered, his eyes darting back and forth, constantly glancing at Lin Chong's wife's fair, jade-like body.
Seeing this, Lin Chong's wife sensed something was wrong. She lowered her head, pondering what to do.
Gao Qiu's expression softened slightly, and he slowly said, "Come on in too. Don't let this woman ruin our

father-son relationship."
With a swift movement, he pinned Lin Chong's wife beneath him, his withered vine already inside her

cherry-like mouth . The force of the thrust was so intense that the woman seemed about to suffocate.
Gao Yanei, overjoyed, was already on top of her, his tongue relentlessly licking her vulva,

cleaning away all the vaginal fluid. His tongue pushed and churned within her vagina.
Lin Chong's wife felt a tingling, itchy sensation inside, and her

vaginal fluids gushed forth, flowing directly into Gao Yanei's mouth.
Under the sucking of her cherry-like lips, Gao Taiwei's penis felt dizzy, his lower body trembling violently, and

strands of vaginal fluid continuously flowed from his urethra into her mouth.
Gao Yanei forcefully spread the woman's legs, his teeth relentlessly biting, grinding, rubbing, and scraping between her vulva,

driving Lin Chong's wife into a state of blissful ecstasy, oblivious to the world around her. She kicked her legs wildly,

moaning and groaning.
Gao Yanei rose, pulled down his trousers, revealing a hard, though not long, member of his physique.
He grasped his penis, spread Lin Chong's wife's legs, and forced open her labia, his entire length submerged

within her.
Lin Chong's wife trembled, her body swaying with the thrusts, her slender waist arching,

a soft moan escaping her throat. Her disheveled hair, draped over her exquisitely beautiful face, only amplified her wantonness.
Seeing her wanton behavior, Gao Qiu pulled out his old vine and forcefully inserted it into the tight, narrow

peach blossom cave, causing Lin Chong's wife to scream in excruciating pain, her beautiful face turning pale.
Gao Qiu and his son were ruthless men, and they paid no heed to the wife's suffering. Their two hard rods collided inside her vagina

, thrusting back and forth.
This battle was no ordinary affair; it was a frenzied, tumultuous lovemaking. One was a seasoned lover, the other a dashing

rogue, both with a beautiful young woman in tow, both ecstatic and thoroughly enjoying themselves.
In just a short while, Lin Chong's wife had already climaxed five or six times, each time with intense pleasure, as if in a trance

, or floating on clouds. Her small mouth let out soft moans, which were surprisingly moving.
Poor Lin Chong, though a hero of his time, had escaped death thanks to his wife's skill—a truly

absurd situation.
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"Grand Commandant, this is absolutely unacceptable!"
Lu Qian, hearing that Grand Commandant Gao had actually agreed to let the Prefect of Kaifeng change Lin Chong's sentence to exile, rushed to advise against it.
"Lin Chong is a hero of his generation. How could he not avenge the loss of his family and wife? I urge the Grand Commandant to reconsider his

decision ."
Gao Qiu smiled faintly and shook his head, saying, "As the saying goes, killing is just a matter of beheading. One should be lenient when one can.
Lin Chong has escaped death this time. How can he not remember my mercy? Besides, being exiled to Cangzhou, such a remote and harsh military prefecture,

even if he returns, he will be severely injured. He will likely accomplish nothing."
Seeing that Lu Qian still wanted to speak, he waved him away, "Alright, you don't need to say anything more. My mind is made up.

Don't make things unpleasant."
Seeing that the Grand Commandant Gao's expression was not good, Lu Qian had no choice but to retreat reluctantly.
Lu Qian, a wolf in sheep's clothing, with a kind face but a vicious heart, thought, "You hold the high position of Grand Commandant of the Imperial Guard, wielding great power and influence .

Even if Lin Chong wanted revenge, he wouldn't have the chance. But who am I, Lu Qian? I

only managed to survive in this capital city thanks to Lin Chong. Lin Chong has many friends in this city, and with his superb martial arts skills,

killing me is a piece of cake."
He then learned that Dong Chao and Xue Ba were escorting Lin Chong. Knowing these two were greedy and lustful, he

arranged to meet them, using the Grand Commandant's name, and ordered them to kill Lin Chong on the way.
Under Lu Qian's coercion and enticement, Dong and Xue finally attempted to kill Lin Chong in Wild Boar Forest. However,

Lu Zhishen rough, was shrewd and knew Lin Chong would be ambushed on the journey. He intervened and saved Lin Chong.
Dong and Xue were then imprisoned by Lu Zhishen for seventeen or eighteen days, only seventy li from Cangzhou

. Along the way, there were houses everywhere, and no secluded places remained.
Having ascertained the details, Lu Zhishen rested briefly in the pine forest.
He said to Lin Chong, "Brother, we're not far from Cangzhou. There are houses everywhere along the way; there's nowhere else to go

. I must part ways now, and we'll meet again someday."
Lin Chong replied, "Brother, when you return, please tell them where you are in Mount Tai. I will repay your kindness even if it means my death." The two parted with

a sigh .
Lu Zhishen turned and returned to Dongjing. Upon arriving in Dongjing, his ruffians told him that the Zhang instructor's house

was near the Guandi Temple in the east of the city.
Lu Zhishen, carrying his staff, walked several miles and saw a small courtyard ahead, with an old weeping willow tree. A section of the whitewashed wall in

the shade of the tree was crumbling.
He lightly leaped inside and heard several groans coming from the tattered gauze window. Though

faint, the sounds were persistent and filled his ears.
Lu Zhishen, originally a military officer, was a worldly man and immediately recognized the sounds as those of lovers.
He crouched down by the window, straining to listen, and heard an old voice: "Sweetheart, I can't take it anymore, I'm about to come."
Then came a series of rapid, loud popping sounds, like a storm, a rapid, intense rhythm.
He peered out, and the nameless rage in his heart surged to his head.
He saw Lin Chong's wife completely naked, moaning softly, her voice like a beautiful melody, while

Zhang the Instructor straddled her, his hands gripping her two white, jade-like legs, moving up and down in unison, adding to the spectacle.
Then he heard the woman say, "Good father, just bear with it a little longer, I'm about to come, I'm about to become an immortal."
She swayed her hips and breasts, utterly wanton, clearly enjoying herself immensely.
Instructor Zhang was engrossed in his self-pleasure, the woman's vaginal fluids sizzling as he whipped her, when suddenly a tingling sensation

ran , and a burning desire was about to ignite. Suddenly, a furious roar erupted, and a large, fat monk

leaped in, his massive hand grabbing Instructor Zhang's neck.
Instructor Zhang, already old, was startled and shuddered, a spurt of semen gushing out. His eyes widened,

and he fainted.
Lin Chong's wife, seeing Lu Zhishen burst in, glared angrily, her small face turning deathly pale.

She trembled uncontrollably, mumbling incoherently, unable to utter a word.
Lu Zhishen sighed, "My brother Lin Chong, a hero for life, has married such a shameless woman as you, truly ruining

his illustrious reputation. I had only heard of it before, but seeing it with my own eyes, I cannot ignore it. You wretched woman, end your own life,

lest you defile my hands."
With a flick of his staff, he effortlessly sliced off a piece of the curtain in front of the hall, which floated lightly down

in front of the woman.
Suddenly, the woman screamed, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Uncle, you are right to blame me, but one wrong

step leads to another. My life is miserable, but I have no resentment towards you. I only beg you, Uncle, for the sake of my

husband father. I will die without regret."
The blood ties between father and daughter are indeed innate. Although Zhang Xia was a promiscuous woman, she was extremely filial. Even on her deathbed, she still

begged for her father's life.
Seeing that Zhang Xia, the instructor, was also old and dying, Lu Zhishen looked up at the sky and cried out, "Heavens! How

could this be? How could this be?" He flicked his sleeves, "Go! From now on, the world will only know you as

a woman ; after death, you will be free of any reputation for licentiousness."
Zhang Xia smiled bitterly, knelt on the ground, and bowed three times to the north, "Husband, I'm going."
Lu Zhishen walked out of the room, but heard the sound of a chair being overturned behind him. After a moment, he turned around and saw the woman

struggle a few times, her long tongue sticking out, and she had already passed away, her beautiful soul drifting northward.
Afterward, Zhang Tianshan went mad. And Lin Chong was finally forced to join the Liangshan bandits, becoming an outlaw and ultimately achieving

the fame of a hero.
Indeed: A history of heroes and valiant men, how many beautiful women wept for their love.
[The End]

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