[Like a Shadow] Chapter Seven: Peeking into the Secret

Dong Shishi dragged Xiao Yangzi all the way to the east of the city. Although she told him to listen, she only said it casually
; finding someone still required seeing them.
Logically, a young woman like Dong Qingqing should have been quite conspicuous in a place with many poor people, but Dong Shishi
asked around the entire east of the city and no one said they had seen such a person.
"Auntie, you really haven't seen a woman like this? A little taller than me, very pretty…
My friend said he saw her coming this way," Dong Shishi persistently
questioned the old woman sitting at the shop entrance. They were almost out of town; if she still couldn't get any information, it meant her sister had most likely gone out of town. The
town was so unsettling now, and the thought of her sister alone, not knowing what she was doing or what might happen to her,
made Dong Shishi extremely anxious.
Seeing Dong Shishi's anxious expression, the old woman lowered her head with a hint of pity, her eyes flickering, and stammered,
"Young lady...you...you should go ask the fortune teller over there."
The old man who had been silently weaving straw sandals beside her immediately changed his expression, slapping the old woman across the face with the sole of his sandal and
cursing, "You old hag, what nonsense are you spouting!...Little girl, hurry up and go, we don't know anything!"
The old woman covered her face in grievance, but dared not say anything, and went back into the house with tears in her eyes.
Dong Shishi was furious and about to explode, but her arm was suddenly pulled away by Xiao Yangzi
.
"Second Miss, something's not right here, don't make a scene."
Even as she was pulled away, Dong Shishi still grumbled, "What's not right? That old man is such a scoundrel, he
attacked without warning! What happened to Auntie? She just said a few words! I..." Her words suddenly stopped, and she withdrew
them, because even someone as oblivious as her had indeed noticed something amiss.
Although the old man's straw sandal strike wasn't particularly forceful, it still made a loud noise.
A few people were scattered along the roadside nearby, but no one bothered to watch out of curiosity, not even glancing in their direction. A small
child couldn't help but glance in their direction before being immediately carried inside by his mother.
"Second Miss, let's go back," Xiao Yangzi whispered, holding her hand tightly.
"No," Dong Shishi said, glancing at the fortune-telling stall. The thin, white-haired, white-bearded old man had his
eyes closed, shaking his head as if doing something else. She pulled Xiao Yangzi towards it. "If something happens to my sister
, then…then my mother will be heartbroken."
Xiao Yangzi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Dong Shishi's resolute expression, he sighed softly and
let her lead him over.
The fortune teller seemed to be dozing, his head nodding. Dong Shishi stood in front of the stall watching him for a while, but
he still didn't open his eyes.
How could he do business like this? Couldn't the fortune teller predict when customers would arrive? Dong Shishi pursed her
lips, squatted down, and called out, "Hey, old man! Old man!"
The old man raised his eyebrows, his eyelids stiffly lifting a slit. "Young lady, do you want your fortune told or
your character analyzed? Ghost hunting won't work today, we'll have to do it another day."
"Pah, pah, pah, what bad luck. What ghost hunting... Old man, I have something to ask you."
The old man squinted his small eyes and remained silent, his gaze constantly sweeping over Xiao Yangzi beside Dong Shishi.
"Have you seen a lady, a little taller than me and very beautiful, coming this way?" Dong
Shishi asked patiently and slowly, afraid the old man wouldn't hear her.
The fortune teller coughed twice, covering his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Excuse me, young lady, I only tell fortunes and interpret characters here
, I don't look people up. Besides, I haven't seen the person you're asking about."
Dong Shishi frowned, about to say that the old lady told her to ask her, and that she must know, but then she felt
it was inappropriate, afraid of causing the old lady any more trouble. The words stuck in her throat, and she didn't know how to continue.
"Little sister, you're looking for a beautiful wife, I wonder if I'm pretty enough?" A slightly languid
, soft female voice came from beside them. Dong Shishi turned her head and saw a woman who looked to be under thirty years old
smiling at them, slowly walking over. Before she even got close, a fragrant breeze wafted over.
The woman wasn't dressed like a married woman; her long, black hair was loosely tied back, casually secured with a hairpin
, with a few strands hanging down naturally. Her face was bare of makeup, except for her thick, glossy red lips, which looked
as if they were adorned, slightly parted and vibrant red. Her eyes weren't large, but they were brimming with moisture, as if
tears would well up if she closed them. Individually, none of her features could be considered perfect, but together on her
face, paired with her languid expression, she possessed an indescribable allure.
A crimson gauze dress draped her tall, voluptuous figure, the neckline unbuttoned at the top, revealing a large section of her snow-white neck , which she occasionally touched with her fingers as if feeling hot. Coupled with her two strong 　　, long legs, their alluring curves
faintly visible beneath the dress , this woman could almost instantly evoke thoughts of sex in any man. 　　 Even Dong Shishi was momentarily stunned. She unconsciously shifted her body, standing 　　between the woman and Xiao Yangzi, and said nervously, "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for my sister. She...she's much prettier than you." The last 　　part of her sentence sounded somewhat guilty. 　　 The woman gave a soft "hmm," her voice muffled as it came from the back of her nose, but the lingering tone sounded like a moan 　　. She then said, "I see... I thought you were looking for the one I saw, but the one I saw 　　wasn't as pretty as me. What a pity, little sister." She finished speaking slowly, chuckling as she took a step. 　　A silk flower adorned the toes of her feet peeking out from under her skirt—it was a pair of embroidered satin shoes, just like a young girl's. 　　 "Hey...hey!" Although unwilling, Dong Shishi still had to call her back. "Tell me...maybe 　　the person you met is my sister. Tell me the place, and I'll go take a look." 　　 "Little sister," she slowly turned around, suddenly reaching out a finger to touch Dong Shishi's lips, gently stroking 　　them, "I like being called Sister Hua. It's very impolite for a girl to be called 'Hey' like that 　　. Come on, if you call me correctly, I'll tell you." 　　 The feeling of her fingertip caressing her lips, her lips warm and soft, her fingertip smooth, made Dong Shishi blush, and she 　　unconsciously murmured, "Sister Hua...Sister Hua."

"That's a good girl... Here, take this." The woman surnamed Hua looked quite satisfied,
gently pinching Dong Shishi's lips, taking out a piece of yellow paper that looked like a talisman, and placing it
in Dong Shishi's palm, her fingertips deftly tracing a line on her hand.
"This... what is this?" Dong Shishi stared blankly at the yellow paper, which looked like something from a
fortune teller's stall.
The woman chuckled and shook her head, "I don't know, anyway, that woman dropped it, and I
just picked it up. Whether you find it or not, what does it have to do with me?"
The woman swayed her serpentine waist, her round, pert buttocks bobbing under her skirt,
collecting men's gazes as she walked away. Just as suddenly as she appeared.
Dong Shishi unfolded the paper in her hand; it contained a hastily drawn route map. A chill ran down her spine. She turned her head and
saw the fortune teller staring at her menacingly. A chill ran down her spine, and she quickly moved closer to Xiao Yangzi
, only to find him staring blankly in the direction the woman had gone.
Dong Shishi was instantly furious, an inexplicable anger rising within her. She elbowed Xiao Yangzi in the ribs.
"What are you looking at? She's already gone! Come with me to find your sister… Still spacing out? You lecher!"
Xiao Yangzi cried out exaggeratedly, clutching the spot where he'd been hit and chuckling, "No, I was
thinking. I think I know that woman…"
"Huh?" Dong Shishi squinted at him, her tone suddenly dropping several degrees. "You know her?"
Xiao Yangzi was startled, immediately shaking his head repeatedly, "No, no, I mistook her for someone else. She just looks a bit like her
."
"Hmph, you only know women like this. You seem so honest, but it turns out you're no good either." Dong Shishi
muttered discontentedly, turning and walking away, not caring whether Xiao Yangzi followed or not, let alone trying to take
his hand again.
Xiao Yangzi gave a wry smile and hurriedly followed. He had just taken a step when his expression suddenly changed, his body abruptly
halting. He raised his right hand and made several grabbing motions in the air, then turned his head solemnly to look at the fortune teller. The old
man still had his eyes closed, his hands tucked into his long sleeves, seemingly dozing. He slowly scanned the area; the street was as
usual, everyone appearing strangely ordinary.
"Hey! If you don't come over, I'll turn you into Yang Yi'er!" Miss Dong's voice sounded extremely dangerous
.
Xiao Yangzi quickly lowered his guard, secretly tucking a handful of fine needles, like cow hair,
into his belt behind his back, and hurried after him.
Although the drawing on the yellow paper was extremely rough, the route was clear, and the two easily
navigated the winding alleyways.
“My sister would never come to a place like this. She doesn’t know anyone here.” Dong Shishi looked at the dilapidated
door, threw the yellow paper on the ground, and stomped on it twice. “She was definitely fooled by that woman.
I’m so angry.”
Xiao Yangzi looked around. The alley was gloomy, dark even in broad daylight. The bluestone walls were slippery
and covered in moss. A stray dog in the corner was scavenging for food in the garbage. This kind of place certainly didn’t seem like the kind of place
Dong Qingqing would come to.
“Second Miss, let’s go.” Xiao Yangzi tugged at her sleeve, looking around warily.
Dong Shishi stomped her foot reluctantly and nodded.
“Right, let’s go around to the other side. Otherwise, we’ll have to pass that weird fortune teller’s stall again.” Dong
Shishi took a few steps, then turned back and went around to the other side.
Xiao Yangzi quietly followed a step behind her, like Dong Shishi’s shadow.
After turning the corner, Xiao Yangzi hadn't taken two steps when he frowned and gave a strange "hmm.
" Dong Shishi glanced back at him. "What's wrong?"
"...Nothing," Xiao Yangzi hesitated, then smiled slightly, "I guess I was just
hallucinating because I was looking for someone with you, Second Miss. I thought I heard the Eldest Miss's voice just now."
Dong Shishi frowned and said, "When did you hear my sister's voice?"
Xiao Yangzi was taken aback, then immediately said, "I heard it from afar when I was passing by at night last time."
Dong Shishi first said "Oh," then, as if she had thought of something, her eyes widened, her cheeks flushed, and she punched
Xiao Yangzi on the shoulder, scolding, "You rascal, eavesdropping on a couple talking in the middle of the night, do you want to die?"
Xiao Yangzi quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, no, no...no, I really didn't hear anything."
"Hmph, it seems you're not being honest either." Dong Shishi pursed her lips, wearing an
expression that said, "One is the same, two are the same." "Where's my sister's voice? Don't you claim to have excellent hearing? How could you mishear?"
Xiao Yangzi smiled ingratiatingly, pricking up his ears to listen carefully. His face immediately turned half red and half white,
looking quite embarrassed. "Second Miss, I probably misheard. Let's go."
Dong Shishi stared at his face for a moment, then asked suspiciously, "What did you hear?"
"There was a woman's voice inside."
"Was it my sister?" Dong Shishi immediately pressed.
"No...no," Xiao Yangzi stammered. "It just sounds a bit like it."
"Hmph, I'll go see for myself." Miss Dong wasn't the
type to dangle in someone else's yard. She glanced at the wall, which was about a meter and a half high, rubbed her hands together, took a couple of steps, and with a
shout, grabbed the edge of the wall. She pulled herself up with her fingers, desperately kicking her feet against the wall, and whispered, "Are you
dead? Hurry up and help me!"
Xiao Yangzi reluctantly moved over, reached out and lifted Dong Shishi's feet. Her small feet
weren't much longer than he could see in his palm; they were delicate and beautiful.
Only Miss Dong could climb walls and trees with such delicate feet.
Dong Shishi was even more agile than Xiao Yangzi had imagined. He used too much force, and with a
sudden push from her hands, her petite body flipped over the wall and tumbled inside.
Xiao Yangzi let out a soft "Ouch!", glanced around to make sure no one was watching, lightly touched the ground with his right foot, grabbed
the top of the wall with his right hand, and with a quick movement of his elbow, flipped his body into the courtyard like a cotton ball.
Looking down, he almost burst out laughing. Dong Shishi had fallen silently
into a pile of dry grass, her upper body embedded in the hay, her legs sticking out and flailing about.
Xiao Yangzi smiled slightly, reaching out to grab her ankle. Even through her socks, her ankle was smooth and delicate, sending
a slight flutter through him.
Pulled upright, Dong Shishi brushed the grass and twigs from her head and face, opening her
mouth to speak in dissatisfaction. Seeing Xiao Yangzi gesture for silence, she noticed in the opposite corner that an ugly
hunchback was snoring with his eyes closed.
The two tiptoed to the side of the house and looked at the walls. They found it completely bare, with only a small window about two feet above the roof
. Now Dong Shishi was in a predicament.
Just as they were hesitating about how to look, a soft, muffled moan suddenly came from inside the wall. It was
as if a breath that had been held back could no longer be contained, and a wisp of it escaped from her nose. Even Dong Shishi, this
naive young girl, felt her face flush upon hearing it.
Xiao Yangzi awkwardly tugged at Dong Shishi's sleeve and whispered, "Second Miss, let's go."
Dong Shishi, however, was unwilling to leave. Although the voice was full of spring and not clearly audible, it sounded very similar to her sister's
. She gritted her teeth and whispered in Xiao Yangzi's ear, "Squat down, I'll step on your shoulders, and you can lift me up
. I must see if it's my sister."
Xiao Yangzi frowned as he listened to the woman's suppressed but mesmerizing moans from inside the room, but he still
squatted down by the wall.
Dong Shishi steadied herself against the wall, about to climb up, but then stopped as if remembering something. She pulled two
sheets of tissue paper from her pocket, crumpled them into two balls, and handed them to Xiao Yangzi, whispering, "Hey, plug your ears."
"Huh?" Xiao Yangzi took them, looking puzzled.
"What 'huh'? Plug them in. I don't care, I won't let you hear." Dong Shishi's cheeks flushed slightly, looking
somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.
Xiao Yangzi pursed his lips, stuffed the tissue paper into his ears, and Dong Shishi, still not satisfied
, poked them in again with her fingers, whispering twice to his side, "Xiao Yangzi, Xiao Yangzi." After confirming he didn't react,
she rubbed her hands together and carefully placed her feet on his shoulders.
Xiao Yangzi raised his hand to press down on Dong Shishi's shoes and slowly stood up. Dong Shishi wasn't very heavy, so it wasn't
difficult for him. The satin upper of the shoe was quite silky, and to avoid slipping, he could only gently hold Dong Shishi's forefoot. Through
the shoe, he could feel her toes fidgeting slightly, but she quickly let him hold her. His palm clearly
outlined two slender, delicate, and well-proportioned feet. Xiao Yangzi's gaze unconsciously drifted downwards,
looking at the tip of the shoe peeking out from his palm.
The discomfort below wasn't much better than the discomfort above.
Originally, it was just her feet being held; Dong Shishi wasn't unfamiliar with climbing walls and
trees by stepping on bodyguards' shoulders. However, this time, as soon as she regained her footing, Xiao Yangzi grabbed her foot. For some reason,
the warmth on her foot sent a jolt through her, as if she weren't wearing shoes. She couldn't help but curl
her toes, and the more she focused on that area, the stranger the feeling became, and even her face began to burn. She had no choice but to calm herself and
look into the dusty ventilation window.
It was called a small window, but it was really just a vent, probably for leading out the stove chimney or something. It was only about two
fists square, and even straining to see, one
could only barely make out a small portion of the room. Fortunately, most of the small bed, draped in blue cloth, was visible. The problem was that the front of the bed curtains faced
the window, and all one could see was a man sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands groping up and down his chest as if he were undressing.
Dong Shishi blushed, wondering where the woman's moans were coming from, when she saw a long, plump, white leg draped
over the man's knee, his bare foot trembling slightly with toes pointed upwards.
Dong Shishi was both ashamed and anxious—ashamed to have witnessed such an intimate act, and anxious because she couldn't see the woman's face and couldn't
tell if it was her sister. She thought to herself that her sister would never do such an unfaithful thing, and decided not
to watch any longer.
Before her eyes could leave the small window, the woman inside
pleaded in a tearful voice, as if in unbearable pain, "Hurry...hurry up." Only four indistinct words, yet they sounded remarkably like Dong Qingqing.
Dong Shishi was filled with conflicting emotions. After hesitating for a long time, she finally slowly peered closer.
The groaning young woman in the room was, of course, Dong Qingqing. At this moment, Hu Yufei had stripped her
completely naked. Her clothes were piled in the corner of the bed, even her pockets were carelessly tossed beside the pillow. Her naked body, like a white sheep, lay sprawled
on the bed, large patches of skin glistening with sweat and flushed, already overflowing with lust.
When he began to undress her, she had struggled symbolically with her hands, somewhat ashamed. But when her private
parts were exposed, and Hu Yufei's burning gaze touched them, her lips tightened, and she slowly relaxed
her limbs, letting him fondle and knead her as he pleased.
Since she was already a fallen woman, why bother with such a futile act?
Despite the voluptuous, aroused young woman, Hu Yufei remained patient. He
didn't even take off his own clothes, sitting on the edge of the bed, his ten fingers nimbly tracing Dong Qingqing's body. Sometimes
he gently pressed her skin as he had at the beginning, making her feel completely comfortable; other times he skillfully teased and provoked her sensitive and tender areas,
making her feel numb all over. With each round of palm and finger kneading, although he never directly touched her private parts, her labia
were already overflowing with spring water, incredibly moist.
Biting her lip tightly, she could only let out soft moans from behind her nose. Ultimately, she couldn't resist the
heat emanating from Hu Yufei's hands. Dong Qingqing felt waves
of tightness in her groin, her thighs rubbing together, but this did nothing to alleviate the burning, stifling heat. Hu Yufei's hands passed by her entrance several times without actually touching her, his palms brushing
against the glistening dew on her labia, yet he wouldn't give her any real, firm caress.
Her hands couldn't help but move a few inches towards her lower abdomen, hesitatingly placing them on her sides.
As if knowing her thoughts, Hu Yufei grabbed her wrist, guiding her hand to the wetter
spot between her legs, pressing her fingers down so she could feel her own sensitive flesh. With a gentle press of his fingertips…
A wave of pleasurable shiver washed over her.
"Come on, you can learn how to do it," Hu Yufei gently coaxed her, guiding her fingers up and down her
moist, tender flesh.
After a few touches, the stuffiness lessened slightly. For the first time, Dong Qingqing was teasing her own vagina with her hands, a mix of novelty and exhilaration
. Initially shy and hesitant, she remained still unless Hu Yufei forced her. But when Hu Yufei released her hands and began to
slowly caress her breasts, she finally couldn't resist and tentatively moved slightly
.
The sensations of desire mingled in her lower body and breasts, making Dong Qingqing feel as if her body had become lighter. Forgetting all
shame, she pressed her hands against her vulva, stroking faster and faster. Her fingers gently squeezed the inside of her vagina with a soft "squeak,"
scraping it beautifully against the tender flesh at the entrance. The pleasure made her tremble all over, and the groan that had been lingering in her nose for so long suddenly burst out with
a soft "uh."
Of course, she didn't know that this sound had attracted her younger sister, Dong Shishi.
When Dong Shishi looked in through the small window, Dong Qingqing was no longer satisfied with the sensation from her slender fingers . Unable to resist the burning desire within her, she reached out and 　　began groping haphazardly
under Hu Yufei's waistband . 　　 Hu Yufei smiled slightly, knowing he couldn't keep her waiting too long. He took off his clothes, stood by the bed, 　　pulled Dong Qingqing's lower body closer, and made her legs extend off the bed, raised high and spread apart, resting on his shoulders. Her buttocks dangled in the air, 　　resembling a drooling, tender red mouth, her luscious vulva facing his erect penis, slightly opening and closing 　　. 　　 His round, fleshy penis skillfully found the vaginal opening between her labia, pressing the tip against it, but not inserting. Instead, he swayed his hips, letting the hot head move back and forth, 　　grinding incessantly 　　against the slippery, soft, sensitive flesh of the opening . Occasionally, he used too much force, and the penis slid into the warm, soft entrance of her vagina, only to be immediately pulled out 　　. 　　 This back-and-forth motion, repeated a dozen times, left Dong Qingqing's crotch feeling like a spring had been opened, 　　soaking a large patch of the bedsheet. 　　 Her vaginal opening felt like a cold hand dipped in warm water, a mixture of pain, heat, soreness, and a hundred other sensations, yet her vagina felt empty, like a heart on fire in the sweltering heat of summer 　　, burning, numb, itchy, and twitching uncontrollably. Dong Qingqing, already a young woman who knew the pleasures of such things, could not 　　bear this torment. Gripping the bedsheet tightly, she arched her back and hips towards Hu Yufei, hoping only that her unbearably empty 　　lower body would beautifully swallow that penis. 　　 Hu Yufei withdrew his hips, dodging and weaving for dozens of times, until he heard Dong Qingqing's moans growing increasingly frantic, 　　her eyes fixed on his penis as if she were about to cry. He then took a deep breath, his large hand gripping her swaying 　　waist, holding her sweaty body tightly, and thrusting his penis into her wet opening. 　　 "Ugh—!" Dong Qingqing bit down on the cloth in her mouth, her snow-white neck stiffening, her whole body trembling uncontrollably 　　. She hurriedly raised her plump buttocks, frantically trying to encircle the thick, hard penis with her soft, slippery opening, afraid it would escape again. 　　 The penis was quite playful; as her opening moved upwards, it withdrew slightly. 　　 Dong Qingqing let out a soft moan: "No…" Her usually gentle voice was now hoarse with desire. 　　Before the sound of the mispronounced word had even faded, Hu Yufei thrust his hips forward, and with a short, sharp sound like an iron rod piercing wet mud 　　, their pubic bones pressed together, their hair intertwined, they were completely joined together. 　　 Dong Qingqing opened her small mouth, her eyes wide, but before she could utter a sound, Hu Yufei had already begun thrusting 　　rapidly in and out of her, their skin slapping against each other with a series of loud slapping sounds. Her tender bud, which had been holding back for so long, was suddenly subjected to intense impacts 　　, and a continuous stream of pleasure traveled from her core through her internal organs, instantly spreading throughout her entire body. 　　 Except for her legs, which were draped over Hu Yufei's shoulders and swaying with his vigorous movements, Dong Qingqing 　　was completely frozen on the bed, as if nailed to the fleshy shaft, even her full breasts only trembled slightly, the red 　　bean-like nipples at their tips shaking. 　　 Hu Yufei felt the tender walls around his penis tightening even more, the tightness accompanied by overflowing juices. It wasn't difficult, though. His shaft 　　thrust left and right within the soft, pulsating passage, his hands grasping her full breasts and slender waist, his thighs slapping her jade-like legs and plump buttocks, his 　　penis penetrating her tender, creamy vagina. Watching the alluring young woman, her body taut like a peach blossom before him, swaying her jade- 　　like legs, trembling her buttocks, completely conquered, filled him with immense satisfaction. No longer able to resist the 　　tingling sensation from her vaginal sucking, he lowered himself, lifting Dong Qingqing's slippery buttocks, leaning against the bed so her buttocks were suspended in the air, 　　her legs wrapped around his back. His penis was partially extended, the remaining portion beginning to move rapidly, the amplitude 　　much smaller than before, but the speed seven or eight parts faster. 　　 Dong Qingqing, half-silent, arched her neck, only occasionally letting out a broken moan from deep within her throat, her taut 　　waist arching higher and higher. Her clitoris had long been worn down by the grinding and drilling, turning into a lump of solidified paste. The tender walls were also tingling 　　and throbbing with pain. All the sensations in that small area between her thighs rushed into her mind, making her want to scream 　　wildly, but something seemed to be missing, preventing her from relaxing and uttering a sound. 　　 Hu Yufei's breathing became increasingly rapid. Knowing that Dong Qingqing was about to reach her climax, he wanted to climb to the peak with her. He then 　　worked even harder, stirring her flesh until it churned and thick fluid splattered, filling the room with lewd sounds. 　　 "Coming...it's coming..." Hu Yufei gasped, then took Dong Qingqing's right breast into his mouth, 　　rolling the hard, swollen nipple into his tongue. He gently bit down on the soft flesh, his penis, which was moving faster and faster in the passage 　　, reaching its limit and about to ejaculate. 　　 Dong Qingqing seemed to snap out of her daze, staring blankly down at Hu Yufei. Her desire was burning so intensely she couldn't 　　think straight, but a strange worry stirred within her, as if something she had been ignoring was vaguely surfacing in her heart 　　. 　　 Before she could even grasp what that thing was, the rod inside her suddenly throbbed twice, and a 　　thick stream of semen shot into her flower core. It was as if something that had been missing had finally appeared, and the sweet pleasure she had been holding back 　　exploded forth. She clung tightly to Hu Yufei's shoulders and back, crying out in a high-pitched voice, "Ugh...no 　　...I can't...ahhh—!" 　　 Yin and Yang intertwined, their essence inseparable, her flower core, opening and closing incessantly, drank in Hu Yufei's semen, 　　swallowing it all.

Overwhelmed by an intense pleasure, Dong Qingqing found herself instinctively placing her hands on her lower abdomen.
Warm fluids flowed from her contracting vagina, her fully mature body sending her
primal signals.
She stared blankly at the bed curtains, her eyes stinging, but no tears fell.
She listened to Hu Yufei's satisfied breaths as he pressed against her chest, felt the hard penis inside her gradually
soften, and experienced the lingering afterglow of release fading… She had no right to cry.
Even if she did, it would be from the overwhelming joy, not shame.
"Now, are you feeling much better?" Hu Yufei rolled over, pulling the sheet over her
, but his hands remained under the covers, tenderly massaging the tense muscles of her legs, back, and hips, making the afterglow of release even
longer.
"Hmm..." she mumbled a response, her hands covering her lower abdomen, hesitatingly saying, "You...
you treat me like this, if I have a child in the future...what...what am I supposed to do?"
Hu Yufei looked steadily into her eyes, smiled slightly, kissed her earlobe, and whispered,
"Then...you'll have no choice but to be Mrs. Hu."
Dong Qingqing's voice had lost its passion and was no longer hoarse. If Dong Shishi had heard it, she would
have recognized the woman having an affair as her gentle and dignified sister.
But unfortunately, she missed that crucial last sound.
Dong Shishi forced herself to watch as Hu Yufei stood by the bed, his erect penis rubbing against the woman's wet cleft
. Her legs trembled, and
her body felt hot, much like the night she had made Lü'er beg incessantly.
Despite trying not to notice the man's naked body, the sight of that frightening thing forcefully piercing into the woman's body
still startled her. Dong Shishi was naturally very curious. She found it strange when urinating
, wondering what the little hole was for. When no one was around while she bathed, she naturally
explored it with her fingers. However, being young then, her fingers felt slightly sore, and
it ached when she tried to push it in.
Now, although she was older, that little hole hadn't grown any bigger. That night, when she examined Lü'er's injury closely by lamplight,
she knew Lü'er was about the same size. Hearing Lü'er say that men wanted to enter there, she was quite skeptical, wondering
how it could possibly fit.
But now, seeing was believing. The man's penis, at first glance, was barely big enough for her to grasp, yet
when she inserted it, without any noticeable movement from the woman on the bed, it went all the way in. She initially thought
the woman might have fainted from the penetration, but then the man started moving again, and the woman's moans
began again, intermittently.
Dong Shishi felt a surge of heat and agitation within her. Her legs involuntarily twitched,
an unease creeping into her groin, while her chest felt heavy and uncomfortable.
When the man leaned down, pressing against the woman's rapidly rising and falling body, Dong Shishi's heart
trembled as wildly as the woman's toes. Her nipples, pressed against the silk of her bodice, rubbed against the fabric with each breath,
making her heart race faster and faster.
When the woman let out a long, drawn-out moan, Dong Shishi no longer cared whether it was her own
sister. She felt a tightness in her lower abdomen, a sticky sensation as if something was about to leak out—it felt like urine,
yet not quite. Focusing her attention on her groin, her legs went weak, and she
collapsed with a thud.
Fortunately, Xiao Yangzi reacted quickly, spinning around and catching her in his arms. Before Dong Shishi could speak,
she heard footsteps around the corner. The hunchback had apparently gotten up. She quickly gestured with both hands towards the courtyard wall. Seeing that Xiao
Yangzi didn't react, she slapped her forehead, pulled the object out of Xiao Yangzi's ear, and whispered,
"Quick, someone's coming! Help me climb over."
Xiao Yangzi took two steps towards the wall. Just as Dong Shishi was about to ask him to put her down, she suddenly felt light, as if she
were floating on clouds, being lifted up by Xiao Yangzi and leaped over the courtyard wall. Then, with a sudden drop,
before she could even exhale, she steadied herself and landed on the ground.
"Second Miss, are you alright? Your face is so red," Xiao Yangzi asked in a low voice.
Dong Shishi felt a rare blush creeping over her, unsure how to answer. Adding to her unease, she sensed
a hint of amusement in Xiao Yangzi's eyes, and stammered impatiently, "No way! Nonsense!"
"Then...did Second Miss see Eldest Miss?"
This question only fueled Dong Shishi's frustration. She punched Xiao Yangzi in the chest. "Why ask so many questions!"
Her petite frame made it easy for her to
punch him from his embrace. As they talked, one of them tilted their head up while the other looked down, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. For a moment, she forgot her impropriety and comfortably lay sprawled across him. Only
after saying this did she realize her position was extremely inappropriate. Even someone like her,
who spent her days with bodyguards, still had her own thoughts. Through his clothes, she could clearly feel the firm
muscles of Xiao Yangzi's chest and sense his faint warmth and scent.
Although she had always seen the large pectoral muscles of the bodyguards, Miss Dong had never truly felt them.
Now, she punched one, and the force was so great that her hand ached. Overcome with curiosity, she didn't even bother to get out of his arms before
reaching out and touching it. "Little Yangzi…you…do you have an iron plate hidden in your chest? How come it's so
hard?"
Little Yangzi's delicate face flushed slightly. He wasn't unfamiliar with women, but this was the first time someone had directly
touched his chest like this. He could only awkwardly say, "Miss, this…this doesn't seem quite
appropriate."
"Pah!" Dong Shishi spat. "Put me down." She stood still, smoothed her hair,
looked around to make sure no one was watching, and snorted, "What's wrong? You men can touch, but women can't?"
Xiao Yangzi chuckled, following behind her, "Of course, just like some things men can see but women
can't. Otherwise… it'll be very troublesome."
Dong Shishi trembled, partly because she felt he was implying something, and partly because he was standing so close, his breath hot.
The spray almost hit the back of her head. She wouldn't have thought anything of what was said before, but now, for no reason, she didn't want to be
so close. She quickened her pace and said, "By the way, don't tell anyone about what happened today, and especially don't
tell my father."
Although she told herself that the person wasn't her sister, she still felt uneasy.
"Yes, Second Miss… Shall we go look for Eldest Miss elsewhere?"
Dong Shishi hesitated. She wanted to look, but she hadn't noticed before. Now she felt her skirt between her legs was a little
cold and slightly damp. How could she wander around in this embarrassing state? She said with a hint of anxiety, "No,
no! Maybe my sister just went for a stroll somewhere and made me act crazy here!"
As she spoke, she took a quick step, stepped on a pebble, cried out, twisted her ankle, and
immediately shed two tears.
"What happened?" Xiao Yangzi quickly caught up and took her arm for support.
Dong Shishi pouted, stubbornly holding back the tears welling in her eyes. She wiped them on her face, shook off Xiao Yangzi, and stubbornly
said, "It's okay, don't worry about me!"
Unexpectedly, although the sprain wasn't severe, it wasn't going to heal immediately. With one foot on the ground, Dong Shishi
winced in pain, hopping and skipping against the wall, clutching her left foot.
Xiao Yangzi sighed softly, squatted down, extended his right knee, and placed her foot on his knee. He
gently pressed her ankle from top to bottom with his fingers, softly asking, "Does it hurt?"
When he pressed on the joint below the protruding ankle bone, Dong Shishi cried out, "Here... don't move!"
Fortunately, the joint wasn't injured; it was probably just a muscle strain. He pinched the protruding part of her ankle bone,
looked up at Dong Shishi's expression—she didn't seem to be in much pain—and breathed a sigh of relief.
Miss Dong looked away uncomfortably, muttering under her breath, "Why are you holding my feet like that...
you lecher..."
Xiao Yangzi gave a wry smile, gently lifting her feet with his palm. Seeing her immediately furrow her
brow, he knew she couldn't walk yet, so he squatted down and turned his back, saying, "Miss Dong, come on up."
Dong Shishi hesitated for a moment, then stepped on the ground with her left foot, only to feel as if she had stepped on a nail and immediately lifted it up.
Reluctantly, she moved behind Xiao Yangzi and climbed on top of him.
“If you’re not strong enough, you… just say I’m very heavy…”
Xiao Yangzi easily stood up, walking back quickly as he laughed, “Yes, Miss is
very heavy.” Dong Shishi’s face darkened, and he continued, “Last time I carried my niece, Miss was just as
heavy as her. I was so afraid that if I used too much force, I would throw her to the front.”
Dong Shishi couldn’t help but burst out laughing, patting his shoulder, “You look honest, but you’re quite
the smooth talker.”
As he spoke, his steps were brisk and steady, so that she didn’t feel any jolt while lying on his back. However, with his hands wrapped
around the back of her legs, pressed tightly against her thighs, and her breasts pressed tightly against his broad back, he couldn’t help but
feel a flush on his cheeks.
Although passersby glanced at them, Dong Shishi didn't find anything amiss. Xiao Yangzi carried her all the way,
even faster than when the two of them traveled together, and his hands were neatly placed around her knees, without
overstepping any boundaries. After dismissing the doorman who kept asking questions, the two arrived at Dong Shishi's bedroom door, where Xiao Yangzi finally
put her down.
Xiao Yangzi casually shook his shoulder, glanced at Dong Shishi's feet, helped her stand up straight,
then stepped back and bowed, saying, "Second Miss, I won't go in. Please rest quickly, apply a cold towel, and don't let the injury
swell up."
Dong Shishi absentmindedly hummed in agreement, her gaze lowered to her shoes. Seeing Xiao Yangzi turn and walk
away, she called out softly to his back, "Xiao Yangzi!"
Xiao Yangzi turned around, puzzled. Dong Shishi awkwardly opened her mouth and said, "It's nothing, you can go."
Xiao Yangzi scratched the back of his head, confused, and left the courtyard. She gently touched her ankle and
the part of her instep that he had been holding, and softly said, "Um... thank you."
"Ah? I just opened the door, why are you being so polite, Miss?" Greenie, who had come to open the door after hearing the noise
, overheard this and said happily.
"Get lost, you brat! I twisted my ankle, help me inside!" Dong Shishi blushed, grabbed Lü'er
's shoulder, and hopped into the house on one leg. She whispered in Lü'er's ear, as if even a tiny insect couldn't
hear, "Also, get me a slip."
After taking Dong Shishi back, Xiao Yangzi went straight to their lodgings. The training ground was much less crowded,
and the dozen or so people who remained looked anxious. Passing the main hall, he glanced inside; Dong Haoran,
Ying Hengtian, and Yun Panqing were all gone.
His expression was grim, because something unexpected had suddenly happened.
No one in their lodgings ever truly slept through the night. Everyone had secrets, and everyone
was prying into others' secrets. It seemed none of the five teenagers had ever truly been honest with each other.
Usually at this time, if the door was closed, no one would be inside, but unlike the previous days,
the door wasn't locked from the outside. He pushed it; it was bolted from the inside.
He pulled out a dagger from behind, and without hesitation, pried open the latch through the crack in the door, quickly pushing it open and going inside.
Just as he stepped inside, a loud crash echoed as the door was kicked shut, and a gust of wind
rushed towards him from his right.
He only had a dagger in his hand; his longsword wasn't with him. He raised his right hand, gripped the dagger in a reverse grip, and without hesitation, slapped his left palm
to the right, simultaneously twisting his body and spinning into the room. With a crisp clang, the dagger parried a knife,
but his left palm missed its opponent.
Before he could even regain his footing, the terrifying blade was upon him in an instant, its chilling aura making the hairs on his neck stand on end.
"Don't stop now, or don't blame me for being merciless!" Little Yangzi hissed, his dagger flashing diagonally, thrusting back
behind him. As if he had eyes in the back of his head, the dagger was aimed directly at the arm of the person holding the knife; if the knife struck, that
hand would surely be pierced first by the dagger.
The blade's momentum didn't falter; it merely slashed a few inches away like a willow branch, still aiming to strike Xiao Yangzi's neck.
But this slash gave Xiao Yangzi a fleeting moment. In that split second, he ducked back and
lunged towards the other end of the room, his dagger flying from his hand towards the attacker's position behind him.
With a snap, the dagger was kicked by the attacker's toe, reflecting off towards Xiao Yangzi's back. He planted his left foot on the ground,
hooked his right foot onto a stool, and with a thud, blocked the dagger. Only then did he have a moment to turn and see who had wielded the knife.
It was an ordinary knife, the kind you see everywhere in a training ground. The person wielding it had slender, fair hands, not the hands of a
burly man. But it was Shi Liu's knife, Shi Liu's hand.
"You..." Little Yangzi had barely uttered the word "you" when Shi Liu attacked again. His swordsmanship was agile and graceful,
not the fast and ruthless style of many renowned martial arts masters. Even though the blade was still far away, in an instant, the cold
edge was right in front of him.
Little Yangzi had no time to speak. He flipped his left palm, drawing a circle in the air before striking the blade, while his right palm
darted out like a snake, attempting to disarm the opponent bare-handed.
The blade spun in the air, indeed as agile as before, changing freely during the attack. Compared to
the overwhelming power of most sword techniques, it appeared light and free, but lacked any real threat.
Little Yangzi seemed to know the origin of this swordsmanship. As the blade shifted in mid-air, his expression changed slightly. He
retracted his left palm and instead struck Shi Liu's chest with his right.
Sure enough, the blade seemed to turn towards his left palm, but in the next instant, a cold light circled and swished in the air, aiming straight for
the left side of his neck. If Xiao Yangzi had tried to block the blade with both palms, his palm strikes would have been halted by that turn,
leaving him defenseless and only able to dodge. Although this sword technique didn't appear particularly sharp, its momentum was continuous. If he lost
the initiative and it was unleashed, the follow-up attacks would be endless. Without his weapon, Xiao Yangzi couldn't retreat, making it
extremely dangerous.
In this moment of extreme peril, Xiao Yangzi's face turned cold, and he swiftly took a step forward, tilting his left shoulder forward,
his neck vitally positioned in front. What was supposed to be a slash from the blade had now turned into a strike from the hilt.
If the hilt were to strike his neck, his wrist would be caught by his shoulder.
Shi Liu hadn't expected his opponent to advance instead of retreat, nor had he anticipated such a swift approach. His brow furrowed, and he lashed
out with his left palm, simultaneously loosening and flicking his grip on the knife hilt to strike back at Xiao Yangzi's neck.
A muffled crack echoed as their palms collided. Shi Liu's eyes widened, and he quickly channeled his inner strength into his left palm,
causing his right hand's strike to falter. At this moment, Xiao Yangzi, seemingly treating life as a game, released the force
of his right palm. Shi Liu's left palm, imbued with full power, struck Xiao Yangzi's right chest.
The two were only inches apart; even with Xiao Yangzi's incredible speed, there was no chance of evasion. With a
resounding thud, the blow landed squarely on his chest. The instant the blow struck, Xiao Yangzi's neck recoiled, his body
seemingly inflated like a balloon being flung backward, the top of his head barely grazing the cold blade.
Shi Liu knew that ninety percent of the force of his palm strike had been neutralized by his opponent, but Xiao Yangzi had still been forced back two steps. He immediately
gripped the hilt of his knife again, but this time, unlike his previous gentle and light strike, he slashed
at Xiao Yangzi's chest with lightning speed. This strike was clearly different from the previous one. Xiao Yangzi nimbly sidestepped, flicking the blade against the back of the knife. Unexpectedly,
this earth-shattering strike was a feint. With a flick, the blade floated aside like a willow in the wind, and Shi Liu's
palm struck silently, his right hand on the knife and left hand working together flawlessly. The room was small, and Xiao Yangzi only
had this one spot to dodge, as if he were offering his ribs to Shi Liu's palm.
"Hmph!" A cold snort, followed by two cracking sounds.
The cold snort came from Xiao Yangzi, while the cracking sounds came from two other long benches placed to the side, which were then broken into four
pieces. Three sounds later, Xiao Yangzi had reached the large communal bed at the far end of the room, a long
sword hanging on the wall behind him. He didn't reach for it, but instead coldly stared at Shi Liu on the other side. Shi Liu, looking dejected, stretched out her left palm, maintaining
the posture from when she had missed, seemingly unable to believe her opponent could use such unpredictable and mysterious movements.
"The blade is like a willow in the wind, the palm like cotton. It seems you no longer intend to conceal your identity," Xiao Yangzi
said, his previous kind and amiable demeanor completely changed, his lips pressed tightly together, his face as cold as frost.
Shi Liu slowly withdrew his hand, standing with his knife in hand, and said calmly, "I am indeed no match for you."
Xiao Yangzi, unwilling to escalate the situation, said in a deep voice, "I shouldn't be your match."
"How should I know?" Shi Liu looked at him coldly. "Here, I don't trust anyone."
"So you want to kill me?"
"I don't want to wait." Shi Liu lowered his gaze, staring at his knife. "Of the five people, two are already
enemies. I dare not wait any longer."
"Oh?" Xiao Yangzi narrowed his eyes and asked, "Two?"
Shi Liu swiftly sheathed his knife, slowly walked to the table by the wall, looked at the teacup on the table, and slowly opened
his mouth, saying, "I saw Qiu Mingyang last night."
Xiao Yangzi looked at the knife at his waist, gradually relaxing his tense nerves. He walked to the door, bolted it, and asked
, "Did you capture him?"
Shi Liu shook his head: "If I had acted, I wouldn't have been hit by his flying knife."
Indeed, Shi Liu had no knife wound on his shoulder, which contradicted the accounts passed down among the other镖师 (bodyguards/escorts).
“The one who took him away was Dong Haoran’s men.”
Xiao Yangzi trembled, and as if to cover up his actions, he went around tidying up the benches damaged in the fight. “Oh, why
?”
“Don’t play dumb. Do you know who Dong Haoran is? Why would he let someone else take Youming Jiuge away?” Shi Liu
snorted softly. He usually spoke very little, but now he spoke continuously, his voice not as strange and ancient as his usual boyish voice
, but low and melodious. “When we came, I knew that there were his informants among these people. I only found a
clue last night.”
“Who is it? Wei Rihui?” Xiao Yangzi stood two steps behind Shi Liu, staring intently at
the two straight legs that were vaguely visible through the coarse cloth shirt and trousers. If they were on a woman, these legs would be considered top-notch.
Breasts can be covered, voices can be changed, but a woman can never develop a buttocks as firm and strong as a man’s
. Xiao Yangzi smiled slightly. This naive girl, did she really think that no one would notice?
“It wasn’t him. At least, it wasn’t him I saw.” Shi Liu shook her head, unaware that her secret was being spied on
. “It was Nie Rongchun who captured Qiu Mingyang. It was Mu Yang who guarded him until noon and then deliberately let him go. If I’m
not mistaken, those two are the helpers Dong Haoran sent.”
“If he sent helpers, he could have just brought them out openly. After all, this is his escort agency, isn’t it?” Xiao
Yangzi laughed, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.
“I know you’re not an enemy.” Shi Liu suddenly turned around and stared at Xiao Yangzi. “You know as much
as I do. I don’t believe you don’t know that Dong Haoran is Xia Hao!”
Xiao Yangzi said, “Is that so? So what?”
Shi Liu looked into his eyes and suddenly sighed. This sigh had lost all its masculine tone, becoming low, soft,
and helpless. “I know you’ve already figured out my background.”
Xiao Yangzi smiled faintly. “I don’t know you, but I recognize your sword. Liu Family Village is a recluse, but its swordsmanship
is renowned far and wide. The sword style of the Cloud Silk Palm is a deadly skill. If I didn’t recognize it, I would be lying
on the ground right now.”
Shi Liu hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, and said in a soft, melodious voice, “I dare not disgrace
my family. I am Liu Ting, a fifth-generation disciple of Liu Family Village.”
“Is this an exchange?” Xiao Yangzi looked at her, his expression unchanged. He had already assumed she was
a disciple of Liu Family Village; her specific identity was not important to him.
Liu Ting said, "No. If you're willing to tell me, that's fine; if not, it's none of my business. I'm telling you my
identity only so you won't interfere with me."
"How can I interfere with you?" "That depends on what you want to do to Xia Hao." When Liu Ting mentioned Xia Hao's name, 　　a clear hatred flashed
in her bright eyes . 　　 Xiao Yangzi didn't answer, remaining silent. 　　 Liu Ting hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "I have a blood feud with him, but he's not my only enemy. If 　　you're here to take the Nine Songs of the Netherworld, I won't let you do it now." 　　 Xiao Yangzi suddenly asked, "Who is Han Zhan Liuyun and Liu Yueru to you?" 　　 Liu Ting's expression changed drastically, showing utter astonishment. "She...she's my aunt 　　...If it weren't for her...I wouldn't be able to stay in the Liu family...You...how do you know her?" 　　 Xiao Yangzi's expression became very strange, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He walked over, sat down 　　at the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Liu Ting, slowly saying, "Liu Yueru is my 　　adoptive mother. My surname is Nie, and my name is Nie Yang. 　　 " 　　Chapter Seven 　　 (Part One) 　　 Seeing Dong Shishi's anxious expression, the old woman lowered her head with some pity, her eyes flickering, and stammered , "Miss...you...you should go ask the fortune 　　 teller 　　over there." 　　 Dong Shishi immediately looked angry, "You old woman, at a time like this you still talk about feudal superstitions. If finding someone is just 　　about finding a fortune teller, then what's the point of having a government office!" 　　 (Part Two) 　　 "Pah, pah, pah, what bad luck. What kind of ghost are you trying to catch?...Old man, I want to ask you something." 　　 The old man squinted his small eyes and remained silent, but his gaze kept looking at Xiao Yangzi next to Dong Shishi. 　　 Dong Shishi looked at the old man, then at Xiao Yangzi, hesitated for a moment, and gritted her teeth and said, "How about this, 　　if you help me, I'll let him stay with you for one night." 　　 "Second Miss... no..." 　　 (III) 　　 "Have you seen a girl who is prettier than me pass by here?" Dong Shishi 　　asked patiently and slowly, afraid that the old man would not hear her. 　　 "Yes." 　　 "Where is she?" 　　 "She's everywhere." 　　 "..." 　　 "Second Miss! Calm down! Calm down! Put the stone down first, let's talk this out!" 　　 (IV) 　　 The feeling of fingertips caressing her lips, her lips were warm and soft, her fingertips were smooth, making Dong Shishi blush and 　　unconsciously murmur, "Sister Hua... Sister Hua." 　　 "...How did I become a ladybug?" 　　 (V) 　　 "That's a good girl...Here, take this." The woman surnamed Hua looked very satisfied, 　　gently pinched Dong Shishi's lips, took out a piece of yellow paper that looked like a talisman, held her small hand and put it 　　in her palm, her fingertips deftly tracing a line on her palm. 　　 Dong Shishi looked down and was immediately stunned: "Midnight intimate private chat with your lover, please send 'Long night, 　　sleepless' to xxxxx via carrier pigeon, a wonderful night awaits you..." 　　 (VI) 　　 Xiao Yangzi awkwardly tugged at Dong Shishi's sleeve and whispered, "Second Miss, let's go." 　　 Dong Shishi looked at him in surprise: "Are you kidding? It's real! You don't want to see it, but I do! 　　Quickly prepare paper and pen, I'll go draw it." 　　 (VII) 　　 "Hmm..." she mumbled, covering her lower abdomen with her hands, and hesitated, "You... 　　you treat me like this, if I get pregnant in the future...you...what am I supposed to do?" 　　 Hu Yufei stared into her eyes, smiled slightly, kissed her earlobe, and whispered: 　　"xx Ren'ai Women's Hospital, those who go there know."

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