[Urban] The Amorous Teacher (Complete) - 16-18

Chapter Seven: Gao Yong's Boxing.

Luo Mei's fair and beautiful body was exposed before me. Her flawless skin was as clear and tender as crystal, her round and high breasts stood proudly, and her mysterious garden was covered with lush, dark grass. She was simply a naked goddess.

I was captivated by her beauty, my heart pounding. I pressed myself against her naked body, gently nibbling her ear, rubbing her breasts, and caressing her lower body. One of her hands was rubbing my back and buttocks, while the other hand grasped my dragon, stroking it and guiding it towards her entrance.

"Bad boy, go in, go in... ah... oh..." Luo Mei whispered, gently biting my ear, then began to moan and cry out loudly.

"I'm coming!" I whispered, spreading Luo Mei's legs with my legs and using my hands to prop up my dragon as I thrust it into her peach blossom cave.

When that hot thing touched Luo Mei's little hole, she felt weak all over, and her juices flowed out like a fountain. She felt as if tiny insects were crawling inside her, itching terribly, and desperately wanted that thing to go in to relieve the itch. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her little hole, and she twisted her body violently, jolting awake from her reverie.

"Ah...it hurts..." Luo Mei cried out, her small hands hurriedly grasping the huge dragon that had only just entered, and her plump buttocks tried to back away, but there was a carpet behind her, and she had nowhere to retreat. My huge dragon was still pressed tightly against the entrance of her paradise.

"It won't hurt for long, just bear with it," I said softly, removing her hands. I thrust my hips forward, my buttocks plunging down. "Ah! It hurts so much..." Luo Mei felt a sharp, piercing pain, as if her lower body was being torn apart. Her opening was swollen and full, the narrow opening tightly gripping the fleshy groove of the dragon's neck. She winced in pain, biting her lip, tears streaming down her face, her complexion turning deathly pale.

Luo Mei hurriedly reached out to support herself on my body, staring fearfully at the thick, enormous dragon, and whispered, "I...I'm scared!"

"Scared of what?" I gently kissed Luo Mei's slightly dry, lust-induced red lips and asked.

"Scared...scared of your...your...your is so big..." Luo Mei whispered.

"Don't be afraid! Big is more comfortable, more pleasurable. You'll love it soon enough," I said with a wicked smile.

"Then...then be gentle!" Luo Mei was clearly tempted, but still a little scared.

I gently placed my erect penis at the already slippery entrance of her peach blossom cave, slowly pushing against it. Better a short, sharp pain than a long, drawn-out one; this time, I thrust in fiercely, my waist sinking, my penis plunging all the way in, penetrating her entire flower path, pressing tightly against her clitoris. Suddenly, my penis was surrounded by the warm, moist flower path, the surrounding tender flesh tense and contracting, tightly entwining my penis.

I couldn't help but groan softly, thinking, "So good, so wonderful! Her flower path is so small, so narrow!" "

Don't move! It hurts...it hurts so much!" Luo Mei cried out again, two lines of tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, her heart filled with both the pain of deflowering and the joy of being penetrated by her beloved.

I stopped moving, letting my penis remain in that warm, spring-like flower path, its head pressing against her clitoris. I lowered my head and licked away the tears from the corners of Luo Mei's eyes with the tip of my tongue, gently stroking her breasts and nibbling at her earlobe, saying, "It's always a little painful the first time you lose your virginity, you have to bear with it, you'll feel pleasure soon."

After a while, Luo Mei felt much better. Her flower path was completely filled, and a sensation she had never experienced before slowly washed over her. She felt a tingling, indescribable feeling spreading through her heart, and her hands involuntarily wrapped around my strong waist.

"Can I move now?" I asked softly.

"Yes! Be gentle!" Luo Mei nodded.

I suppressed my desire and slowly withdrew my dragon and gently inserted it again, thrusting in and out with very small movements. Each time the dragon's head touched her clitoris, Luo Mei's nerves and body trembled slightly, a little painful, but also wonderful and tingling. She instantly loved this feeling.

After about a hundred thrusts, Luo Mei finally succumbed to pleasure. The sweet and stimulating sensation made her moan and cry out incessantly, her body twisting and turning to match my thrusts. Her hands gripped my waist, making each of my movements even more intense.

The battlefield had changed, and my tactics had to change accordingly. So I let loose, thrusting wildly and forcefully. Each time I pulled out completely, Luo Mei would let out a lonely moan, and then I would thrust all the way in again. Luo Mei would then cry out wildly with joy. Her legs would sometimes tremble wildly in mid-air, and sometimes she would tightly grip my waist, her hands gripping my shoulders and back tightly. She was behaving wildly, not at all like a virgin who had just lost her virginity.

After hundreds of thrusts, Luo Mei, who had performed so powerfully on her first try, finally became excited. Her body convulsed and trembled uncontrollably, and a large gush of lustful fluid spurted from her flower path. She kept moaning, "Ahhh...so good...so comfortable...I can't take it anymore...I...I'm going to cum...I'm cumming...oh..."

My dragon suddenly felt a wave of heat wash over it, spraying onto the head of my dragon. Then the tender flesh surrounding my dragon began to tremble, rhythmically contracting and writhing. It felt so good!

Luo Mei had cummed for the first time. I felt waves of heat and itchiness on the head of my dragon, feeling incredibly good. I quickly knelt on the carpet, tightly holding her plump buttocks with both hands, and thrust my dragon hard against her flower core. I looked down and saw a stream of milky white vaginal fluid mixed with a little blood slowly overflowing from the entrance of her overflowing peach blossom cave.

At this moment, Luo Mei felt an indescribable pleasure spread from her lower body throughout her entire body. She felt as if she were floating on clouds, light and airy, as if ascending to heaven. Every one of her 36,000 pores seemed to open up, every part of her body feeling comfortable. She quietly closed her eyes and pursed her lips, savoring this strange pleasure.

I noticed that Luo Mei had only bled a little, and I thought to myself, "Is she not a virgin? But judging from her performance during sex, she should be a virgin!" A sudden doubt arose in my mind, and I quickly pulled out my penis. A large pool of love fluid flowed from Luo Mei's wide-open vulva, containing only a few traces of blood. My penis was covered in the lustful, milky-white fluid, dripping down drop by drop.

The dragon suddenly withdrew completely, and Luo Mei felt another intense itch inside her flower path, followed by an uncomfortable emptiness. She couldn't help but open her alluring eyes, only to see Huang Qiang kneeling on the carpet, his eyes fixed on her lower body, his legs still erect with the dragon, which occasionally swayed and nodded.

Luo Mei was both frightened and ashamed, and quickly closed her eyes, but she still wanted to see the dragon that gave her such wonderful feelings. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes again, carefully examining the enormous thing that had driven her wild with desire.

"What are you looking at?" Luo Mei asked shyly when she saw that I had been staring at her entrance for so long.

"Is it comfortable?" I asked with a smile.

"Hmm... I don't know!" Luo Mei giggled.

"Hehe! Then what are you looking at?" I asked again.

"I'm looking at... looking at your big cock." Luo Mei mustered up her courage and said, her face already flushed.

I laughed and said, "You're so naughty, I was looking at your hole too, it's opening and closing like a baby's mouth."

"Really?" Luo Mei blushed deeply, then sat up to check if it was as I said.

"Ah!" Luo Mei cried out in surprise, her face suddenly turning pale, and her whole body trembling.

"What's wrong?" I was startled and quickly hugged her, asking.

"I heard that you bleed the first time, but I didn't bleed? Could it be that I..." Luo Mei was almost crying as she spoke.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't care about that." I quickly comforted her.

"But I care, it's my first time! How come there's no blood?" Luo Mei said, puzzled.

"That's normal. That membrane is very thin. With your usual high level of physical activity, it might have torn during strenuous exercise. Many girls who study sports or serve in the military are like that."

"Oh! Really? That really scared me." Luo Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

"Silly girl, I don't care about these things." I gently kissed Luo Mei's small mouth and said.

Since we had already made love, the distance between us disappeared all at once. When I hugged her, she naturally hugged my broad shoulders as well.

"Why is yours still so big?" Luo Mei's jade hand had somehow touched my dragon, gently stroking it, and she asked curiously.

"It's still very uncomfortable and wants to take a bath in your little hole." My hand also climbed up Luo Mei's sacred breasts, picking those charming bright red cherries.

"You...you're so bad...I think I want to too!" Luo Mei said shyly, burying her head in my chest.

Luo Mei's shy demeanor reignited my excitement, my desire burning fiercely. I quickly pulled her into my arms, pulling her jade-like legs towards my waist, letting her petals rub against my massive member.

The hot, thick head of my penis happened to touch Luo Mei's alluring little red bean, causing her body to spasm, her whole body tingling with a tingling sensation. "Ah..." she couldn't help but moan loudly, and the lustful fluids that had just stopped gushed out like a flood.

Luo Mei's sweet moans made my heart pound, as if I had taken an aphrodisiac, making me want to fuck her even more. I quickly supported her buttocks with one hand, grasped my rock-hard penis, and rubbed it against her vulva a few times, making her scream with pleasure.

After the head of my penis was covered in lustful fluids, I thrust it forcefully into Luo Mei's opening. This time, because there was so much lustful fluid flowing out of her opening, and because her vaginal canal hadn't recovered from being stretched by my penis, it made a "plop" sound as it went in smoothly.

"Ah...so good, so good!" Luo Mei cried out, wrapping her arms around my neck and wildly writhing her hips.

I embraced Luo Mei's plump buttocks, thrusting my own hips in response. After about ten minutes of this, I laid Luo Mei down on the carpet, supporting her knees with my hands, kneeling and directing my dragon to fiercely attack her flower path.

I thrust hundreds more times, and Luo Mei's body began to tremble. She cried out loudly, "Mmm...ahhhhh...I'm going to...I'm going to cum."

I quickly thrust in and out dozens more times, and suddenly a gush of hot vaginal fluid poured over my head. An indescribable pleasure surged through my dragon, spreading like lightning throughout my body. A tingling sensation ran through my lower abdomen, and a gush of hot semen shot out, shooting deep into her flower core. She trembled violently, instantly feeling her soul soar to the heavens, moaning and crying out wildly.

Together, we reached the pinnacle of sex, a world of ultimate bliss! Inside the

Youth League Committee office— "Ahhh…Master, fuck me harder! I…ah…I’m going to fly…ah…" Wang Wanfen cried out loudly, naked and sprawled on the desk, her hands weakly gripping the edge. This was her fourth orgasm. The scalding vaginal fluid that gushed from Wang Wanfen's depths made my penis tremble. I grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands and thrust hard a few times. Unable to control myself any longer, a stream of hot, thick semen shot out and shot deep into her vagina. Suddenly, my phone rang. I pulled out my penis, and a large amount of viscous mixed fluid flowed from Wang Wanfen's vagina. Wang Wanfen quickly knelt down and took my penis into her mouth for a final cleaning. I picked up my phone and saw that it was Chen Yidan calling. I answered. "Hello! Xiaoqiang? Where are you?" Chen Yidan's voice was a little urgent, and the surroundings were very noisy. "Yidan, what's wrong? I'm at school," I replied. "Then get to Jianghu Bar at 168 Zixu Road right now! I'll tell you the details when you get there. I'll wait for you across the street from the bar entrance, hurry!" Chen Yidan said urgently. I hung up the phone. Wang Wanfen had almost finished swallowing the remaining liquid on the dragon by then. I pulled the dragon out of her mouth and quickly put on my clothes. "Master, what's the rush?" Wang Wanfen asked, hugging my waist from behind while naked. "Yidan has something urgent to tell me, I have to go right away." I turned around and gently kissed Wang Wanfen's sexy lips, then flicked her pink breasts with my hand, and then left with a smile. It was already dusk. I hailed a taxi and rushed over. Not long after, I saw Chen Yidan, dressed in a white tracksuit, standing anxiously under the dim streetlights. I got out of the taxi, went to Chen Yidan's side, and ignoring the crowds on the street, hugged Chen Yidan and gave her a long kiss. After the kiss, I asked, "Yidan, what happened?" Chen Yidan said, "I saw Gao Yong, a student from your class, go into that bar across the street." "Oh! It's okay, he's in his final year of high school, it's fine for him to go into a bar for fun." I said nonchalantly. "No, that bar is actually an underground boxing ring, I'm afraid he'll be fighting in underground matches." Chen Yidan said hurriedly, her face flushed and covered in sweat. "Oh! You know so much about it, do you come here often?" I asked, puzzled. "Well... okay, I'll tell you the truth! It's run by a Hong Konger, I'm a member, and I come here to practice boxing sometimes." Chen Yidan hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. "So you know martial arts too?" I asked in surprise. "Oh! We'll talk about that later, let's hurry inside! It wouldn't be good if something happened." Chen Yidan was anxious; she knew the situation inside, that you had to sign a waiver of liability for boxing, and the boxing ring wasn't responsible. "Okay , let's go in!" I took Chen Yidan's hand and walked into the Jianghu Bar. The atmosphere inside was incredibly lively. The men and women on the dance floor were swaying their hips and dancing wildly. Chen Yidan led me to a narrow, dark corridor. At the end of the corridor was a small door, flanked by two bald black men, both typical big guys, about 1.9 meters tall, with waists like buffalo—clearly bodyguards. "Don't make a sound later, I'll do everything," Chen Yidan whispered, walking slightly ahead. Chen Yidan reached the door, pulled a card from her pants, waved it at them, and pointed at me, saying, "This is my personal trainer." One of the black men politely bowed, opened the door behind him, and let us in. We walked through a dimly lit corridor and finally heard shouts even louder and more enthusiastic than those from the dance floor outside. "Look!" Gao Yong was already boxing! Chen Yidan, with her sharp eyes, spotted Gao Yong in the ring and pointed at him, shouting. Following Chen Yidan's finger, I saw Gao Yong. He was shirtless, wearing red shorts and red boxing gloves, without even a hood. He was sparring with a boy in black shorts. Gao Yong threw over a dozen punches, but the boy either dodged them or blocked them with his arms. His attacks were powerful but ineffective. The boy, shorter and more agile than Gao Yong, kept jumping around him, looking for openings and occasionally throwing a punch or two to harass him. Both were sweating profusely, their stamina waning. Although it was impossible to tell who was winning, Gao Yong seemed slightly stronger overall. Since I didn't need to worry about Gao Yong, I looked around. The boxing ring was fan-shaped, probably holding four or five thousand people. Chen Yidan and I stood in front of the door closest to the ring, where the cheers were loudest and where the more important members were.

Looking at Gao Yong on the ring, I couldn't help but think, "Gao Yong is only eighteen. Although he has some martial arts background, he's still very inexperienced compared to professional boxers. Why would the boss let him fight?

But there are so many people cheering and shouting here; it must be related to money. There are at least two thousand people around, which is a considerable income. This boss is too good at business."

"Xiao Qiang, what should we do?" Chen Yidan asked anxiously, seeing my calm demeanor.

"Let it be. Gao Yong is bound to win. Don't worry," I said calmly.

"Oh! I don't see that coming," Chen Yidan murmured, staring intently at the two on the ring.

"We'll see the result soon," I added.

At this moment, Gao Yong and the boy had entered a war of attrition. Their foreheads, faces, and all exposed skin were soaked with sweat, large beads of sweat cascading down with their movements as they panted heavily. Meanwhile, the people in the stands continued to react intensely, shouting loudly, creating a noisy environment, and the time on the large display board above the ring changed silently.

The boy finally grew tired from running and jumping, and his speed gradually slowed down. Gao Yong was overjoyed; his opportunity had finally arrived. He unleashed a barrage of hooks, straight punches, jabs, and cannon punches, scoring points one after another. His fists rained down on his opponent's chest and shoulders.

With a loud "bang," Gao Yong's right fist swept upwards, striking the boy's chin hard. Immediately afterward, his left fist struck hard on the boy's cheek, and the boy immediately fell to the ground, unable to get up. The referee called out ten times before raising Gao Yong's hand high, declaring him the winner. The

spectators who had bet on the boxing won cheered, while those who had lost cursed the boxer in black shorts and Gao Yong, kicking the chairs in front of them repeatedly.

Gao Yong walked to the right side of the ring, took a wad of cash from a bespectacled man, put it into the bag slung over his shoulder without counting it, and then jumped off the ring, walking towards us through the entrance.

"Gao Yong!" I called out as he approached.

"Ah! Teacher, Assistant Chen! What are you doing here?" Gao Yong looked up and exclaimed in surprise when he saw us.

"Why are you here to box?" I asked. I noticed the hesitation in Gao Yong's eyes, so I put my arm around his shoulder and walked with him, asking, "This is your private matter. If you consider me your friend, feel free to tell me." "

I don't have any pocket money, so I come here to box to earn some. I also want to train myself here and improve my martial arts skills, so boxing suits me well," Gao Yong replied after a moment of silence.

"Is it dangerous to box here?" I asked again. This was the question I was really concerned about.

"It's not dangerous. This boxing ring has been open for five years and has a pretty good reputation in Jiacheng City and even Guangdong Province. It opens once a week, and there are many weight classes for boxers, including adult, junior, and women's groups. The one I just fought in was the junior group, which requires participants to be under twenty and still in school. This is a very legitimate boxing ring. However, there are some shady boxing rings, but that's beyond my knowledge. Assistant Chen, I've seen you boxing a few times before. Did you tell the teacher I was boxing here?" Gao Yong suddenly realized something and stared intently at Chen Yidan.

"Really? This is the first time I've seen you, so I..." Chen Yidan blushed and replied.

"It's only right that Yidan told me. After all, I'm your homeroom teacher! Of course I'd worry about you." I patted Gao Yong on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we won't tell anyone."

Suddenly, an idea began to form in my mind. I'd thought about it before, but it was always vague. Now, seeing Gao Yong looking at Chen Yidan, I couldn't help but say, "I have an idea that needs your support to be realized. I wonder if you'd be willing to help me?"

The colorful neon lights of the night shone on my face, making it look a little eerie. Chen Yidan and Gao Yong asked at the same time, "What idea?"

I turned to Chen Yidan, who was standing on my right... Dan hugged Gao Yong tightly, kissed him several times, and patted him heavily on the shoulder, saying, "I want to start a martial arts club at school. First, it will allow students to relax after their busy studies and enrich their extracurricular life. Second, it will help them improve their health and fitness, learn some basic martial arts, and girls can use it to defend themselves, while boys can protect their loved ones. Third, maybe one or two talented people will choose this as their future career path, like Bruce Lee, Jet Li, and Wu Jing. Fourth, maybe many pretty girls will sign up, which will be a feast for our eyes..."

"Ouch!" I said, immediately receiving a flick on the forehead. Chen Yidan glared at me fiercely.

"Haha! Teacher, don't die before you even get a feast for your eyes!" Gao Yong laughed loudly.

"Since you two both know martial arts, you should definitely be the coaches. I think Gao Yong, you should be the president of the martial arts club. I can also get my college friends to help out, and we can even invite coaches from the city's Taekwondo Association to come and give us some pointers. What do you think? Give us your opinions!" I said excitedly. "I

think it's a good idea. Otherwise, there are always some students with excess energy in school. Practicing martial arts can be both entertaining and good for their health. I agree," Chen Yidan was the first to respond.

"That's a great suggestion, but I'm worried I won't be able to handle being the president," Gao Yong said hesitantly.

"If I say you can do it, you can do it. It's settled then. Gao Yong will be in charge of all the details. First, recruit a few classmates you know as advertising agents. The registration fee is 100 yuan per student. Ten students, 1000 yuan; 100 students, 10,000 yuan! Haha! We're rich!" I laughed triumphantly, attracting the attention of passersby. I continued, "And you don't need to come here to fight anymore. Although it's not dangerous, it's still best not to come, understand?"

"Since you trust me, teacher, I'll follow your lead!" Gao Yong said, looking at me with unwavering trust.

Since I helped them fight last time, the students in Class 10 stopped opposing the teachers. The class's learning atmosphere improved, which all the subject teachers noticed, surprising the school. I became a star in the teachers' eyes. Gao Yong was the class leader; having him as my capable assistant would save me a lot of trouble managing the class.

"Okay! Summer vacation is almost over, so make good use of this time to finalize the plan. We'll launch a full-scale promotion across the school as soon as the semester starts, striving to make our martial arts club the number one club in the entire school." I said with great enthusiasm, as if I were back in charge of the Taekwondo Association at Jiacheng University.

Gao Yong suddenly saluted and said, "Yes! Mission accomplished!" He paused for a moment and then asked, "So what will our martial arts club mainly teach?" "

I'll be responsible for teaching Taekwondo and Tai Chi, and you'll be responsible for teaching them Sanda. Yi Dan, what about you? What martial arts do you practice?" "

Jeet Kune Do and Wing Chun." Chen Yi Dan replied.

"Wow! That's amazing! Not bad, not bad, you'll be responsible for teaching that!" I looked at Chen Yi Dan in surprise and said admiringly.

"That way I can better promote the martial arts club's selling points." Gao Yong said happily.

"So what should I do during this time?" Chen Yi Dan asked.

"You'll be responsible for serving me well." I turned my head and whispered in her ear.

"Ugh! Be serious!" Chen Yidan blushed and said shyly.

"You'll be responsible for drafting a report for Lao Wei to approve," I said.

"No problem, leave it to me," Chen Yidan readily agreed, practically patting her chest.

"Teacher, what about you?" Gao Yong asked.

"Me? I'll also serve as the advisor, coach, and honorary president of the Jiasheng High School Martial Arts Club. Let me handle all the hard work," I said, patting my chest.

"Ah! You think you're so great just because you talk? Hit me!" Chen Yidan said, raising her fist to hit me.

I laughed and ran away. Chen Yidan and Gao Yong chased after me, their happy laughter filling the air, attracting the attention of passersby who watched the three of us chasing and fighting in the street.

Under the dim streetlights, Huang Xiaoqian waited for the bus. Suddenly, she saw Huang Qiang and his two companions looking quite pleased with themselves. She thought bitterly, "Hmph! Look at your smug face! You can fool others, but you can't fool me! Yong-ge, how could you betray us? I hate you! There isn't a single good teacher, Huang Qiang! I'm going to fight you to the end and expose your hypocritical face!"

Chapter Eight: The Test Teacher.

Monday, during the morning self-study session of Class 30—"Classmates, what's wrong with you all? We agreed from the beginning to fight against the teacher to the end, but now everything has changed. Look at you all following Huang Qiang around like that. Be careful you don't get sold out without even knowing it! Learn from past mistakes! But you've all been completely fooled by Huang Qiang, still confidently saying you'll go to university. What a joke! We are all people abandoned by the school and deceived by the teachers. Disrupting our lives and opposing the teachers is our way of learning!" Huang Xiaoqian, on the podium, shouted indignantly, demanding an explanation.

None of the students in their seats answered. Yes, they had made such a promise at the beginning of the semester, but Huang Qiang's appearance gave them hope. They saw care in Huang Qiang, and also a genuine teacher-student relationship, so they unconsciously broke their promise and slowly began to trust him.

"Huang Xiaoqian, stop yelling here! Teacher Huang is genuinely kind to us. I believe Teacher Huang isn't like the teachers before. He truly cares about us and wants to help us. Classmates, don't you agree?" Lai Huipin stood up and said, unafraid of Huang Xiaoqian.

"Xiaoqian, come down! Class is about to start," Gao Yong finally spoke.

"Brother Yong..." Huang Xiaoqian was most afraid of Gao Yong in the class, and also liked him the most. She stomped her foot and pleaded, only getting down reluctantly when Gao Yong remained unmoved.

After

school, at an ice cream shop—

"Brother Yong, why did even you betray us? What kind of spell did Huang Qiang cast on you all to change your minds? I really don't understand you." Huang Xiaoqian said discontentedly, drinking a large glass of iced juice.

Di Liang, the computer genius with thick glasses, said, "Xiaoqian, this isn't betrayal. This is called meeting a wise master. Heroes should naturally cherish each other and repay his kindness. I also feel that Teacher Huang is different from our previous teachers. He's not rigid and doesn't just force us to study all day long. You know, he knows I love playing games, so he challenged me to a duel and beat me! He even said that games are for our benefit, and we shouldn't let ourselves get caught up in them and be controlled by them. Judging from the last fight, he genuinely cares about us. Since we've met a good teacher, of course we should abandon our old ways, right, Brother Yong?"

"Hmm!" Gao Yong put down his bubble tea and said, "Don't mention the fight last time, did you know? Last Saturday night I went to the Jianghu Bar to practice boxing again. When Teacher Huang found out, he rushed there to find me. Not only did he not scold me, but he also gave me a difficult task. He wants to start a martial arts club at the school and make me the president. He wants me to recruit members during this time and start recruiting

as soon as the semester begins. He also said that studying is not the only way out, and learning martial arts is also an option. So Teacher Huang is a good teacher. I trust him. He is the first teacher I have ever trusted." "Sister Xiaoqian, at first I thought Teacher Huang was faking it, but later I found out that he really cares about us. You know my family situation. My parents are busy with their business all day and have no time to take care of me. It was Teacher Huang who visited my home and talked to my parents a lot of reasoning. He convinced my parents, and now my parents finally have time to spend with me. Last Saturday, my parents even took me to Xiamen! So I've come to like Teacher Huang too." Lin Lijuan, who used to be aloof and willful, said happily.

"But have you forgotten Fangfang's death? She wasn't so trusting of the teacher at first, but who knew that beast... Fangfang was driven to her death by that beastly teacher! I'll never forget the scene before Fangfang died, she died so tragically!" Huang Xiaoqian suddenly became agitated, tears streaming down her face as she loudly accused him.

For a moment, everyone present fell silent, their faces filled with sorrow and grief. Gao Yong's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

"That's why I will never trust the teacher, all teachers are beasts! Since you've betrayed me, let me continue fighting alone. One day I'll expose his true colors!" Huang Xiaoqian said resolutely, her resolve unwavering.

"Xiaoqian, why are you doing this? Besides, aren't you putting Yong-ge in a difficult position?" Di Liang pushed up his glasses and said.

"You can stop fighting, but do you expect me to give up too?" Huang Xiaoqian questioned.

"Then what will it take for you to give up opposing the teacher?" Gao Yong asked.

"Unless you make me believe that Huang Qiang is really as good as you all say, but that seems difficult, otherwise, if Yong-ge agrees to be my boyfriend, I might give up for love," Huang Xiaoqian said.

The whole class knew that Huang Xiaoqian liked Gao Yong the most and almost obeyed him without question, but Gao Yong had always liked Fangfang, and now that Fangfang was dead, Gao Yong still couldn't accept Huang Xiaoqian.

"This… Xiaoqian, it's not that I don't like you, it's just that you can't let go of Fangfang's past, and I'm afraid it will hurt you. How about this? As long as you sincerely give up opposing the teacher, I'll be your boyfriend, because only by doing that can you truly let go of your past, and only then can we have a happy relationship," Gao Yong hesitated for a moment before finally speaking his true feelings.

"Yong-ge, do you really like me?" Huang Xiaoqian asked excitedly.

"Yes!" Gao Yong nodded.

"But how can I believe Huang Qiang?" Huang Xiaoqian murmured, lowering her head.

Gao Yong and the other two exchanged a smile, thinking to themselves, "The allure of love is truly magical."

"How about I devise a plan to test Huang Qiang? That way we can tell if he's genuinely good or just pretending," Huang Xiaoqian said, waving her hand. The four heads huddled together, whispering their discussion.

After a while, Gao Yong looked up and said, "Okay, let's do it this way! This plan is feasible. It can test Teacher Huang and also resolve Xiaoqian's inner conflict. See you at People's Park tomorrow night."

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"Teacher Huang, Teacher Huang." After school in the afternoon, I followed the crowd out when I heard someone call me from behind. Turning around, I saw Huang Xiaoqian and Lin Lijuan waving and walking towards me. Their four large, well-developed breasts swayed, attracting the attention of many boys. Even I almost drooled.

"Oh! It's Xiaoqian and Lijuan! What can I do for you two?" I asked with a smile.

The two women pushed and shoved each other for a while before Lin Lijuan finally said, "Teacher Huang, it's like this. We were ignorant before and contradicted you a lot. Now we know we were wrong, especially Xiaoqian. She wants to treat you to a meal as an apology. We hope you won't blame us. Ouch!" The last sound was from Huang Xiaoqian pinching her shyly.

"It's alright, it's alright. There will always be some minor conflicts between students and teachers. I won't take it to heart, and I won't blame you." I said, my eyes darting around, and I smiled mischievously. "But I really like treating you to a meal. Where do you plan to eat? Kunlun Hotel or Jinhai Bay? Or Shangri-La would be fine too! I heard the food there is delicious! Oh my! My mouth is watering."

"Hehe! Teacher, how can we afford such an expensive place! Xiaoqian said she knows a place with very delicious and unique food! And the price isn't expensive either, we can afford it." Lin Lijuan said with a sweet smile, her smile as sweet as the moon in the sky, although the moon hadn't risen yet.

"Hmm! There's a small eatery in a little alley next to the Youth Cinema. The food there is really special," Huang Xiaoqian said, looking at me with her big, dark eyes, her face full of anticipation.

"Alright then! I'll accept your offer. Let me tell you a secret: I love to eat. If you ever wrong me in the future, just treat me to a good meal, and I'll forget everything," I said with a smile. "

Haha! You glutton, be careful you don't get fat!" the two girls said with a laugh.

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Huang Xiaoqian and Lin Lijuan led me through the alley next to the Youth Cinema, weaving left and right like a maze.

About ten minutes later, we arrived at a very small shop.

"Uncle He, I'm here," Huang Xiaoqian called out as soon as she stepped inside.

"Oh! Xiaoqian! It's been so long since I've seen you. Xiaojuan is here too. Come, come, have a seat," an elderly man in his sixties, dressed in a chef's uniform, greeted us. Immediately, a waiter came to pour tea.

"Uncle He, this is my teacher. I brought him here today to try your food." Huang Xiaoqian walked in as if she were back home.

Uncle He greeted her warmly, "Oh! Teacher! Hello! What would you like to eat?"

"Teacher Huang, you order!" Huang Xiaoqian said.

"No, you're regulars, just order what you like!" I quickly replied.

"Alright, Uncle He, bring us a lotus leaf-wrapped chicken, a plate of pickled and drunken shrimp, a plate of spiced duck tongue, a steamed yellow croaker, a bowl of eight-treasure seafood soup, a small bowl of glutinous rice seafood rice, and a dozen beers." Huang Xiaoqian fluently rattled off a long list of dishes I'd never heard of before; they were indeed unique.

The dishes arrived quickly, and the three of us began to eat. We drank and chatted, the atmosphere very harmonious. I could talk a lot, and they weren't bad either. The meal lasted a full two hours. The two girls were quite good drinkers; each of them drank three bottles, and I drank six bottles of beer.

"Teacher, let's go see a movie! Look at the poster for 'The Teacher's Romantic Adventures,' it looks pretty good." As we passed the Youth Cinema, Huang Xiaoqian suggested, pointing to the movie poster.

"Great! It's rare to have such a relaxed evening, let's go in!" I said happily.

"No, Teacher, I have to go home. My mom's home alone tonight, I need to go home and keep her company," Lin Lijuan declined.

"Go home if you have something to do! Be careful on the road!" I hailed a taxi and sent Lin Lijuan off, then Huang Xiaoqian and I bought tickets and went in to see the movie.

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"Teacher Huang, the movie was so good! That teacher was so good to his students, but he was a bit of a womanizer, he had twenty girlfriends. But I like him, he's handsome, kind-hearted, talented, and romantic. 'If she's my woman, I'll treat her with all my heart; if she's my student, I'll protect her.' Those two lines really touched me!" After the movie ended, Huang Xiaoqian held my hand and chattered away.

"Hehe! Can I compare to that protagonist?" I suddenly asked.

"Oh dear! There are many similarities, but you don't seem as lewd as him!" Huang Xiaoqian winked mischievously.

"Hehe! Are you implying that I should be more lewd?" I laughed and suddenly reached out to tickle her.

"Giggle giggle giggle!" Huang Xiaoqian laughed and dodged, hopping and skipping ahead like a happy little sparrow.

"Teacher, it's still early, shall we go for a walk in the park?" Huang Xiaoqian asked, glancing at the time.

"It's already 9:30! But since you're so happy, I'll accompany you for a walk!

Please." I put my left hand on my hip and gestured "please" with my right.

"Giggle!" Huang Xiaoqian smiled brightly, her right hand naturally taking my left arm as we walked towards the park opposite the cinema.

Before we knew it, we had walked for quite a while, arriving at a small grove of trees. It was very quiet, with only a few dim lights.

"Teacher, I'm tired. Can we sit down for a bit?" Huang Xiaoqian asked, looking at me expectantly.

"You're tired after walking for so short a while? You need to exercise more in the future! Why don't you join the martial arts club? You can help Gao Yong and practice martial arts at the same time," I said with a smile.

Huang Xiaoqian took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, pulled out a few tissues to wipe the dust off the chair, and then wiped the spot where I was sitting clean. She then turned around and sat down, giving me a sweet smile.

Huang Xiaoqian let out a long breath, tilted her head back slightly, and turned her neck to observe her surroundings. Thinking about what was about to happen, she suddenly felt a little scared. From their conversation, lunch, and movie that afternoon, she realized Huang Qiang didn't have any of the airs of a teacher; he was more like a friend, talking about everything without reservations, joking around—so approachable. She couldn't help but think,

"Am I really wrong? No! I have to try."

I saw Huang Xiaoqian comfortably sitting on the bench with her eyes closed, stretching out her body, not saying a word, just resting. The surroundings were so quiet and beautiful; occasionally, I could hear the rustling of leaves in the wind.

The air was much better than elsewhere, feeling so refreshing. I hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.

Suddenly, footsteps and laughter broke the tranquility. I was annoyed and opened my eyes to see seven or so shady-looking young men approaching. I sighed helplessly; it seemed that peace and quiet wouldn't be possible today. I smiled wryly and glanced back at Huang Xiaoqian.

At this moment, she opened her eyes and saw the people they had arranged yesterday. She felt a mix of joy and nervousness, but seeing my expression, she could only pretend to be displeased and said softly, "Teacher, let's go!"

"Okay." I took Huang Xiaoqian's small hand, pulled her up, and walked outside.

"Wow! There's a beauty here, so pretty!" one of the young men said.

"Yeah! Look at her face, it looks like you could squeeze water out of it."

"Look at her breasts, so round and perky, it must feel amazing to touch them." The others chimed in.

"Little sister, how about staying and playing with us brothers?" One of them stepped forward and tried to touch Huang Xiaoqian's face.

"Please show some respect!" I grabbed his wrist with my left hand and said sternly.

"You scoundrel, you rascal!" Huang Xiaoqian suddenly slapped the man across the face.

"Slap!" The slap was very crisp, and there were definitely five finger marks on the man's face, but unfortunately, the light was too dim to see them.

"Fuck your mother! You dare hit me? I'll chop them up!" The man felt as if his wrist had been branded with a hot iron, extremely painful. He had already lost face, and now he had been slapped by a girl. He roared angrily, throwing a punch at me with his left fist.

"Damn! You dare to act tough in front of me!" I thought to myself, grabbing his right wrist with my left hand and twisting it in the opposite direction. He immediately screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and his left fist retracted halfway. I kicked him and released my left hand, sending him flying. He fell heavily to the ground with another shrill scream.

"Xiaoqian, hide behind me!" I commanded. I couldn't let my student get hurt; it was safer behind me.

"Surround them and chop those two bastards up!" The man I had kicked had already gotten up, shouting wildly, seemingly their leader.

The remaining six men swarmed at me. Alone, I was outnumbered and, with the added burden of protecting Huang Xiaoqian, my movements were severely restricted. The area was quite open, making it difficult to cover all sides, so I had to fight and retreat.

"Two of you go grab that bitch!" the leader, who seemed to have noticed my weakness, shouted.

Suddenly, one of them pulled a dagger from his pocket and lunged at me. The other three assisted with punches from the sides, while the remaining two circled around to grab Huang Xiaoqian from behind.

I dodged the dagger, grabbed his arm, twisted it upwards, and slammed my right knee into his chest. He screamed and fell to the ground.

After my successful strike, I immediately bent low and slid backwards, avoiding attacks from both sides. With a sharp turn, I leaped into the air, kicking the two men who were grabbing Xiaoqian. Caught off guard, they were struck in the face and sent flying. I quickly landed, shielding Huang Xiaoqian, and asked, "They didn't hurt you, did they? Don't go too far, just stay close behind me."

"No." Huang Xiaoqian looked at Huang Qiang's strong back, a sweet feeling welling up in her heart. She thought to herself, "So Teacher Huang really is trustworthy. He fought seven people alone to protect me. He really cares about me."

These people were just ordinary street thugs, no match for me at all. At first, I thought I had offended someone, but now, judging from their skills, I had nothing to worry about. So, holding Huang Xiaoqian's hand, I used my hands and feet to beat these people until they were running for their lives, crying and screaming.

I kicked one of them in front of me, knocking him to the ground. At the same time, I turned to the right and swung my right fist back, hitting the neck of the person who attacked me from behind. I flipped in the air, using Huang Xiaoqian's hand as a fulcrum, and spun around, kicking down four people who had just gotten up and surrounded me again.

I landed lightly on the ground, my handsome eyes sweeping over the seven thugs lying on the ground screaming in pain. I shouted, "Get out of here! If I see you causing trouble again, I'll break your legs!"

The seven thugs scrambled to their feet and stumbled away.

"Xiaoqian, were you scared?" I asked with concern.

"Teacher Huang!" Huang Xiaoqian looked at my concerned face and suddenly became excited, saying,

"I..."

I took Huang Xiaoqian's small hand in mine and said playfully, "Hehe, what's wrong? Are you touched? Protecting students is my responsibility and duty. As long as they are my students, I will protect them wholeheartedly. Isn't that what you asked of me? Okay, okay, as long as you're alright, let's go back!"

"Okay!" Huang Xiaoqian supported me with her right hand and nodded gently. At this moment, her eyes were very different. Her watery eyes shone brightly. She truly felt my heart and my sincerity towards my students. In another dark grove of trees in

××××××××××× Park—the seven thugs were talking with Gao Yong. The leader said, "Brother Yong, your teacher is amazing! Look, he beat us all up like pigs." "Yeah! I really don't understand you guys, why do you say it's a real fight and then pretend?" one of the thugs said, puzzled. "Brother Yong, we're so badly injured this time, you have to raise the price, right? Ten thousand yuan isn't even enough to cover our medical expenses," the leader added. "Alright! I'm satisfied with your performance today, so I'll give you another five thousand! Here you go." Gao Yong took five thousand from his pocket and handed it to them, then instructed, "Don't tell anyone about this." "Thanks, Brother Yong, we know what to do," the leader laughed. Money talks; for them, money was everything. Shortly after Huang Xiaoqian and I left the park, they also left through another gate. Chapter Nine Yang Style Tai Chi That morning, as usual, I got up very early and gently kissed Chen Yidan, who was still fast asleep beside me. No wonder, we made love for two whole hours last night; she had seven orgasms, and I ejaculated twice. She had fallen asleep immediately after her last orgasm. After putting on my workout clothes, I ran to the nearby park. I'd been doing this for a month and a week now. Ever since I met Yang Gan at the park, I'd gotten up early every day to practice Tai Chi with him. I stood in the quiet open space, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths to calm the heavy breathing from my run. Tai Chi emphasizes calmness and tranquility; only with a calm mind can one regulate one's breath, allowing true energy to circulate with the gentle movements of Tai Chi, thus improving internal strength. That's why I always do this breathing exercise when I come here. After more than a month of practice, I suddenly realized that the reason my internal strength had improved so quickly was largely due to this breathing technique. Before, it took me at least five minutes to calm my mind; now, one minute is enough. Moreover, when I closed my eyes to regulate my breathing, I felt my hearing was several times better than usual; sounds within a ten-meter radius seemed to be right next to my ears. Suddenly, Yang Gan's familiar footsteps reached my ears, along with the footsteps of two other people, one light and one heavy. The one with the lighter footsteps clearly had stronger internal strength than me, while the one with the heavier footsteps was noticeably weaker. I quickly opened my eyes. "Xiao Qiang, good morning." Yang Gan saw my ears twitching and knew my skill had improved since last week. Seeing me open my eyes, he greeted me first. "Good morning, Elder Yang!" I respectfully bowed to Yang Gan. I respected him greatly; he allowed me to practice with him here, but while he didn't want to take me as a disciple, he frequently offered me guidance. "Xiaoqiang, this is my son Yang Yuan and my granddaughter Yang Min," Yang Gan said, pointing to the two people beside him. Then he pointed to me and introduced me, "This is Huang Qiang, the martial arts prodigy I've been telling you about." Yang Yuan was about sixty years old, with a robust physique, a ruddy complexion, bright eyes, and jet-black hair, making him appear very shrewd. Yang Min, on the other hand, was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Her long hair was tied back with a yellow ribbon, and she wore a red tracksuit that couldn't hide her full and beautiful figure. She had almond-shaped eyes and a pouty mouth, clearly a spoiled and willful girl. As I was sizing them up, Yang Min looked at me with a challenging gaze. "Grandpa, is he the martial arts prodigy you were talking about? Can a high school teacher be that good? I don't think so at all. I'll test him," Yang Min said arrogantly. "Min'er, don't be rude," Yang Yuan interrupted, his eyes also showing disdain, but he didn't dare to show it openly because Yang Gan was present. "It's alright, let Min'er give it a try. Otherwise, she'll always think she's the best in the world. Xiao Qiang, why don't you have a match with Min'er? Let me see how you've progressed this week. Don't be shy, just go for it." Yang Gan said with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement. "Old Yang, how could I possibly be a match for Miss Yang?" I said modestly. "Don't be afraid, just try your best to use the boxing skills you've learned this month! Consider it a friendly exchange." Yang Gan said kindly. "Then I'll make a fool of myself, Miss Yang, please go easy on me." I clasped my hands in a fist salute to Yang Min as a sign of politeness. "Don't give me that, I won't let you win." Before Yang Min could finish her sentence, she suddenly struck with a palm strike, incredibly fast and with strange movements, completely different from the Tai Chi I knew. I slipped, my feet deftly drawing a Tai Chi circle on the ground, narrowly avoiding her extremely fast palm strike. Then, my palms drew a beautiful arc in the air as I countered. Yang Min turned her body, slashing at my left arm with one palm and then at my armpit with the other, her movements swift as the wind and as fast as lightning. I flipped my left wrist, turning my palm into a claw, and grabbed at her left arm, while my right hand formed a fist and struck down hard at her palm that was attacking my armpit.

Yang Min's left palm transformed into a fist, clashing head-on with my left claw. Suddenly, her right hand bent, leaving only her index finger exposed, and with a swift, shifting motion, she struck my Zhangmen acupoint. Her speed was incredible; this was hardly Tai Chi! I jerked back and turned sharply, her index finger grazing my clothes, the fierce force tearing a gash in them.

Yang Min had initially gained the upper hand, and my preconceived notion that she was using Tai Chi had put me on the defensive. I should have remained unmoved, for Tai Chi is the best defense. I should have sought to avoid trouble first, then wait for an opportunity to strike, not be misled by her techniques. But her movements subtly hinted at Tai Chi—what was going on?

"Hmph! You dare call yourself a martial arts prodigy? Watch me defeat you in five moves!" Yang Min said disdainfully, her body moving with the fluidity of flowing water as she approached me. Her palms drew a Tai Chi Yin-Yang symbol in the air before separating, left palm forward, right palm across her chest. With each

shift in her movements, it was unclear where she intended to attack. I spread my feet, assuming the basic Tai Chi stance, raising my palms to my chest, then casually opening them, displaying remarkable flexibility, assuming the starting Tai Chi posture. At that moment, my body became supple.

Yang Min's left palm slammed into my chest, only to find it met no force. Her accumulated power vanished like a mud ox sinking into the sea. My chest muscles suddenly slipped, pulling her left palm to the side. Yang Min was startled, realizing I had used leverage. Her left palm spun and twisted, breaking free from my grip, and retracted. Immediately following, her right palm clenched into a fist and struck my abdomen.

I clasped my hands together, my right hand gripping her fist, my left hand grabbing her forearm. With a sudden twist, I used the soft force of my hands to deflect her attack. I executed a Tai Chi step I'd created, circling around and suddenly thrusting into her arms, pinning her left arm against her body, preventing her from attacking. Suddenly,

two soft, elastic mounds pressed against my back—it felt so good! My body involuntarily twisted and rubbed against them, waves of strange sensations spreading throughout my body like lightning.

I thought to myself, "This spoiled brat isn't wearing one! I can feel the two nipples protruding."

"You scoundrel!" Yang Min cursed inwardly, both ashamed and angry.

Caught off guard by my close proximity, Yang Min retreated, and I followed suit. My firm back rubbed against her breasts, giving her a moment of pleasure. However, she quickly realized my lewd actions and flew into a rage, bending her knee and slamming it into my shin.

I couldn't help but curse myself inwardly, "Damn it, I'm fantasizing with a formidable enemy at hand." Just then, a sharp pain shot through my calf, and my body instinctively lunged forward, releasing her hand. At the same time, I swung my left elbow backward to prevent her from making any further moves, but unexpectedly, my elbow struck a soft spot again—what a coincidence!

Yang Min's left breast, which had been hit by my elbow, throbbed with pain, and she couldn't help but curse,

"You filthy thing!" Having been touched in sensitive areas twice today, her anger erupted like a volcano, and she moved as if to fight me again.

"Alright, that's enough!" Yang Gan interrupted.

"Cough cough... Sorry, I bumped into you by accident." I stood at a distance, pretending to be embarrassed and apologizing, but I was secretly delighted. I thought to myself, "Hmph! Who told you to look down on me? Now you know how powerful I am! Just a spoiled young lady, huh? I thought she was so great! But her breasts are indeed so full and bouncy. My back and elbows are still numb. It would be so satisfying to grab them."

"Grandpa, he bullied me!" Yang Min glared at me resentfully and said to Yang Gan in a spoiled tone.

"Physical contact is inevitable in martial arts competitions! You saw it yourself. I didn't teach Xiao Qiang a single move, but he grasped the essence of Tai Chi and can adapt to any situation. Look at you, even after practicing the small frame, you only managed a draw. Xiao Qiang, come here." Yang Gan said, beckoning me.

"Min'er, I always tell you to practice your basic skills and build a solid foundation in internal strength, but you never listen." Yang Yuan also scolded from the side.

If looks could kill, Yang Min's gaze would have cut me thousands of times. Looking into her resentful eyes, I knew she would never forget me. Perhaps I was the first person to have made her so angry and ashamed?

Yang Gan said, "Xiao Qiang, your progress is too rapid. You have a natural aptitude for martial arts; you're truly a rare genius. However, your Tai Chi moves are too simple; the moves can't keep up with your internal strength. But your adaptability and ability to counter moves are very strong, making up for the shortcomings in the moves.

You also saw Min'er's Tai Chi just now. Isn't it very different from what you usually know? She practices the relatively ancient and complex 'Yang Style Tai Chi Internal School Technique,' while the 24-form simplified Tai Chi you practice has a bit of the Yang Style Tai Chi influence. The Yang Style Tai Chi circulating outside is only less than one-tenth of the Yang Style Tai Chi Internal School Technique, and it can only be used for physical training."

Yang Gan paused for a moment, then said, "After observing you for more than a month, I've found you to be a good young man with great ambition, so I might as well tell you, I am a Yang Style Tai Chi practitioner..." "I am the seventh-generation successor of Yang Luchan, the founder of Tai Chi, and the current head of the Yang Family Tai Chi School. However, I no longer manage affairs; Yuan'er handles everything. I originally wanted to take you as my disciple, but I am getting old and rather lazy, so I gave up on that idea. I'm here today for two reasons: first, to give you this secret manual, which contains a complete introduction to the internal techniques and practice methods of Yang Family Tai Chi. You can practice it, and how much you understand depends on yourself; second, I'm leaving Jiacheng City tomorrow, so I've come to say goodbye. Yuanda Enterprise is a Yang family enterprise, and it has a good reputation in Jiacheng City. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to Yuan'er."

I respectfully took a booklet from Yang Gan's hand. It had the words "Yang Family Tai Chi" written in small seal script on it. Then I took a business card from him. The card had only the two characters "Yang Gan" in the center, nothing else, which made it very special. I gratefully said repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you for your guidance and kindness, Elder Yang. I will definitely study hard."

Yang chuckled, took my hand, and gently patted it, saying, "Young man, you have a full forehead, a square face, a large mouth, and deep, honest eyes. You are a loyal and kind person, and you dare to love and hate. I know a little about physiognomy, and I can see that you are a person of great fortune. It is fate that we meet here. Your future achievements will certainly be great, and your future is limitless!"

Yang paused for a moment, then added, "However, you have one major flaw: you are too lustful. You will..." "There are many women, so you need to handle this carefully. It's okay for a man to be a womanizer, but you must be careful. Lust is a double-edged sword. If you use it well, you can become a modern emperor with countless women; otherwise, you will be ruined by women! Remember, remember!"

Yang Min was furious upon hearing this, thinking to herself, "In modern society, how can he have countless women? No woman would marry a rogue like him! How could such a big rogue receive such high praise from Grandpa?" However, she also knew that Yang Gan wouldn't easily help people with their fortunes, but everyone whose fortunes Yang Gan had read had come true.

"No way! How could this happen to me? Old Yang, can you dispel this lustful aura?" I thought about how I already had seven or so women, and I couldn't help but feel anxious. How was I going to deal with so many women in the future?

"Hehe! Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed, young man, you'd better take care of yourself! I'm leaving, see you again if fate allows." Yang Gan laughed happily, waved to me, and then left with Yang Yuan and Yang Min. Of course, before leaving, Yang Min gave me a few more sharp glares.

I thought to myself, "How could this be? It's too erotic. This is the first time I've heard such a word. I've only ever seen the word 'murderous aura' on TV and in novels, never 'erotic aura.' But thinking about it, it makes sense. I already have Liu Qiong, Yang Jing, Sun Wen, Qiu Xinjie, Zeng Ning, Chen Yidan, Wang Wanfen, and Luo Mei, plus some female students who have feelings for me. They might become my women in the future. This is terrible, really terrible. But what should I do? Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. I'll just let nature take its course!"

At this moment, I lost interest in practicing my boxing and couldn't help but open "Yang Style Tai Chi" to read. I was immediately captivated by it.

Originally, the Yang-style Tai Chi internal training method consisted of ten sets, forming a self-contained system from simple to complex: Zhi Chui (智捶), Da Jia (大架), Lao Jia (老架), Xiao Jia (小架), Chang Quan (长拳), Xiao Jiu Tian (小九天), Hou Tian Fa (后天法), Thirty San Shou (三十散手), Thirteen Zong Shi (十三总势)

, and Dian Xue Fa (点穴法). Men also practiced Tai Chi Push Hands, Tai Chi Ball, sword, knife, staff, and spear. The simplified Tai Chi I practiced was only extracted from Zhi Chui and Da Jia for physical training; the later forms are the profound techniques

of Yang-style Tai Chi. The form Yang Min used in my sparring session was Xiao Jia. Xiao Jia is almost a fast-paced fighting style, representing a high level of Tai Chi skill. Its movements, steps, and body movements are all light, agile, compact, and precise. Every movement conforms to combat techniques, with intention following the spirit, using intention without force, compact yet expansive—moving like a swimming dragon, undulating like a monkey, achieving a perfect balance of movement and stillness.

"No wonder that spoiled brat Yang Min is so swift and agile," I thought to myself, continuing to read. As I read, I became increasingly eager, so I put down the "Yang Style Tai Chi" manual and started practicing in an open space.

Suddenly, a thunderous rumble came from my stomach. I looked up and saw the sun was already high in the sky. Looking at the time, I realized it was getting late; I had only half an hour before class. I quickly put away the "Yang Style Tai Chi" manual and took off running, sweeping across the street like the wind. Many pedestrians were blown about by the force of my high-speed run. I was back in the office in no time.

Today was the first day of the last week of summer tutoring. The problems of the troubled students in the class had been largely resolved, even faster than I had anticipated. The students were starting to settle down; they no longer resisted the teacher, their hearts were truly at ease, and they knew how to think of themselves. At the same time, their minds were focused, and they began to concentrate on their studies.

Today's class meeting is the first since the start of summer classes for Class 30. I need to make good use of this class to boost the students' morale and get them to study on their own. They've been too undisciplined for too long, so they need discipline to keep them in check. Therefore, during this class meeting, I will select class officers for the new semester and also choose review representatives for each subject to help them study quickly and effectively.

"Hmm! That's it!" I shouted excitedly at my idea.

"What do you mean, 'that's it'?" Zou Haifeng was startled. Seeing me leaning back in my chair with my eyes closed, still shouting like that, she couldn't help but ask.

"Oh! Nothing. I was just thinking about what to talk about in the class meeting, and I got a little excited. Sorry, I startled you. But lately, you seem to be getting more and more beautiful! The glow of love! Haha..." I teased, looking at the beautiful but somewhat thin Zou Haifeng.

Zou Haifeng smiled and said, "Don't laugh at me. You're the one who's riding high, already living happily ever after with a beautiful woman."

"Hehe, you two aren't living happily ever after yet? You'd better work harder!" I laughed.

Looking at my grinning face, Zou Haifeng felt a pang of sadness and said, "That's none of your business."

I teased, "Of course it's none of my business, you're not my girlfriend, hehe..."

Zou Haifeng is a very good girl, beautiful, elegant, kind, and knowledgeable. I once wanted to pursue her, but she already has a boyfriend, and she knows I'm with Chen Yidan, so I had to give up. But teasing her now and then is quite fun.

"You're not pursuing me," Zou Haifeng said with a mournful look and a touch of bitterness.

"Ah!" Did I hear that right? She's giving such an obvious signal! What should I do? Pursue her? But can she accept the fact that I have so many women? Why is her gaze so mournful? Could she have fallen in love with me too?

"Ring ring!" The crisp sound of the pre-class bell suddenly rang, interrupting my thoughts. Looking at Zou Haifeng's gloomy eyes, I suddenly panicked and hurriedly said, "I'm going to class." Then I fled the office like I was escaping a disaster.

"Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang, do you know how much I like you? Why do you already have a woman? Why don't you come and pursue me first?" Zou Haifeng thought painfully as he watched Huang Qiang's departing figure, two lines of tears involuntarily sliding down his cheeks.

I stood outside the classroom, took a long, deep breath, and tried to calm my troubled mind. As a teacher, I cannot let my emotions affect the quality of my teaching.

I gently pushed open the classroom door. The students inside were all sitting upright in their seats. When they saw me come in, their eyes all turned to look at me, filled with admiration and expectation. Only Hu Zhong's eyes still looked somewhat confused.

I was satisfied. I smiled and nodded to the students, walked to the podium, and called out in my loud voice, "Class begins!"

The students stood up in unison and shouted in the same loud voice, "Hello, teacher!"

"Hello, students, sit down." I was pleased with their performance.

After they were all seated, I cleared my throat and said loudly, "Students, this week is the last week of our holiday make-up classes. In this class meeting, I will summarize the past few weeks and explain what's coming up."

I paused for a moment and continued, "I don't need to go into the past. Now, are you clear about your goals? What is your purpose in coming here to study? Is it just to get a high school diploma? Or do you want to continue your studies at university? Or do you really want to learn knowledge? Ask yourselves, do you know your goals?"

I paused here, giving the students some time to think. At first, they were all taken aback, but they quickly fell into deep thought. Their youthful, innocent faces instantly matured as they pondered their future.

I said in a low voice, "Perhaps you students have never considered this issue. For the past two years, you've been misjudging your goals and failing to define yourselves properly. Youth is your capital, but you shouldn't waste it. You should make good use of it, learning knowledge, culture, and skills to improve your qualities and enhance your appreciation for life."

"I think you've persevered through these two years of study, despite the immense pressure, yet none of you have been expelled. So I believe you still enjoy reading and learning, and want to go to university for further studies, right?" I deliberately raised my voice at the end.

"Yes!" The students answered loudly and firmly, their young faces showing an unprecedented ease, their goals so clear and distinct.

I nodded and said, "Alright, now that everyone understands their goals, we must work hard for next year's university entrance exams. My task is to help every student here get into university. Your task is to study day and night and make up for the coursework you missed in the past two years. There's not much time left, so you should put in more effort than students in other classes—two times, three times, or even more. To help you improve your grades quickly, I've decided to assign a few students with a solid foundation to be subject representatives. They will help and supervise. Yao Yao will be in charge of Chinese, Lai Huipin will be in charge of English, Di Liang will be in charge of math..."

I arranged the representatives for each subject and then asked the students if they had any opinions. As I expected, everyone agreed because the students I chose all had natural talent in these subjects, ranking in the top five not only in our class but also in the entire school.

I continued, "Okay, now that we've chosen the subject representatives, we should elect a class monitor. The class monitor is very important; they are the core of the class, crucial for maintaining discipline and uniting the class. The elected class monitor must represent the class's spirit, lead by example, and uphold the class's honor. I nominate Gao Yong as class monitor. What do you all think?"

"Great! Support Brother Yong!"

"I agree with Brother Yong as class monitor."

"It's Brother Yong!"

The students were excited, all chiming in with their opinions, agreeing that Gao Yong should be class monitor. It seems his credibility is even greater than mine, the homeroom teacher!

I smiled and raised my hands, signaling everyone to quiet down. Then I said, "Gao Yong, what do you think? Can you handle it?"

"Yes!" Gao Yong stood up, clenched his right fist, and shouted loudly, his voice booming, his eyes filled with immense confidence.

"Good, I hope you can assist me in making Class 10 a success. Whether it's academics or anything else, Class 10 can't fall behind. Our Class 10 must become a glorious record for Jiasheng Middle School, a miracle for Jiasheng Middle School!" I said happily, seemingly seeing a bright future ahead.

I said to Gao Yong, "Since everyone trusts you so much, you will be in charge of forming the remaining class committees and making your own selections. You must cherish this power and not abuse it!"

"Don't worry, teacher! I will be careful. You can trust me to handle things!" Gao Yong patted his chest and said loudly.

I smiled and said, "Okay, that's all for the class. Starting tomorrow—no, starting today—our Class 10 is a completely new Class 10. To keep you all from getting too bored during your busy school life, I've decided to start a martial arts club at school. It will teach you some basic martial arts skills and help you relax. Gao Yong is good at martial arts, so I've decided to make him the president of the martial arts club. He'll recruit some people to do the preparatory work. I'm only telling this news to our class, so you'd better seize the opportunity! The martial arts club will recruit members from the whole school after the official start of the semester, and you'll be the captains of the martial arts club."

"Wow!" "Wow, that's great!"

"Then I want to sign up."

"Brother Yong, let's go to Yihutang for tea after school." The students below the podium had already started to gather around and discuss, looking very excited and enthusiastic. Some were even discussing Gao Yong.

This is exactly the effect I wanted—to firmly establish Gao Yong's leadership position in the class. From now on, as long as I manage Gao Yong well, I can manage Class 10 well.

I thought to myself, "Everyone at Jiasheng High School, just you wait! A brand new Class 30 is about to be born!"

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This morning I saw the good news posted at school, knowing that Yang Ling won first prize in the junior high school group of the International Computer Olympiad. So I went shopping during my lunch break to buy her a gift. After much deliberation, I finally bought a bag with a Mickey Mouse pattern.

I dialed Yang Jing's number and softly called out, "Wife."

"Yes! Husband," came Yang Jing's shy and happy voice from the other end of the phone.

"Wife, Ling'er won first prize. I need to go home early this afternoon to cook. I've already bought the gift. Ling'er and I will go home together tonight to celebrate properly." I said happily.

"Oh dear! Then I have to prepare a gift for her too. I'll leave work early, husband, I miss you." Yang Jing said sweetly.

"Wife, I miss you too. My little brother misses your little sister; they haven't been intimate for a week!" I laughed.

"My little sister misses her little brother too! Hmm... Don't say anymore, I'm already getting wet down there." Yang Jing felt a warm flow through her lower body and couldn't help but moan softly.

"Then let's make them love each other tonight. I'll kiss it now, pfft..." I kissed the phone hard.

"You bad boy, hmm... Ouch! I'm so wet... I'm hanging up, I need to go to the bathroom to wipe myself." Yang Jing hung up the phone after saying that.

I thought excitedly, "Hehe! Sister Jing is so sensitive, she's already wet after just a few words. I've really discovered her body, she's so horny! It's been a few days since I made love to her, I really miss her body." Thinking about how I could make love to her again tonight, my lower body couldn't help but get excited. 01-25
Chapter 10 Yang Ling's Sacrifice

When school ended in the afternoon, everyone in the office had left. Since I had arranged to wait for Yang Ling there, I called Chen Yidan while packing my things and told her that I wouldn't be going home tonight.

Not long after, Yang Ling ran in with a certificate, shouting excitedly, "Big brother, I won an award! I won an award!"

"Hehe! Congratulations, little Ling'er," I said, standing up with a smile.

"What's the reward?" Yang Ling ran happily to me, then pounced on me, her little mouth trying to kiss my face.

I opened my arms to catch Yang Ling as she pounced on me, kissing her pink face several times, and said, "What kind of reward do you want? Is it this?" I reached out and slapped her slightly developing bottom a few times.

"Big brother is so naughty, you actually hit my bottom, waah..." Yang Ling hugged my neck and twisted against me, her boneless body like a water snake, the two protruding points on her already well-developed breasts constantly rubbing against my chest, giving me a surge of pleasure. My hands couldn't help but rub her bottom hard, enjoying her small but firm buttocks.

"Mmm..." Yang Ling felt as if my hand was electrified, a tingling, pleasurable sensation spreading through her buttocks. She let out a soft moan, clearly enjoying it.

The office was empty, and Yang Ling's innocent moans deeply stimulated me. I couldn't help but tighten my grip on her, pulling her closer. My hand, which had been caressing her buttocks, extended a finger, rubbing it back and forth between her buttocks. I let my desire spread, my middle finger moving lower and lower, slowly touching the tender bulge between her legs. The softness of her vulva felt incredibly good.

Yang Ling felt weak all over from my skillful fingers and expert technique, her heart burning with desire. A feeling she had never experienced before surged from her lower body; she both liked it and was a little scared. She wanted to scream, but her shyness made her hold back.

Yang Ling felt as if insects were crawling inside her, especially in her lower orifice—itchy, tingling, and numb. Suddenly, she felt a heat in her lower abdomen and couldn't help but cry out loud as a warm stream flowed out of her orifice.

Yang Ling's sudden cry startled me awake. I quickly let go of her and put her down. Yang Ling's body hadn't fully recovered; she leaned softly against me, her arms tightly wrapped around me, her delicate face flushed, her eyes half-open, her languid and alluring expression making her even more like a woman.

I couldn't help but think, "What's wrong with me? How could I do such a thing to Ling'er in the office? I shouldn't have done that! She's only fourteen! Still a little girl. Why am I losing control of myself? Even the slightest temptation from a woman makes me lose control. Am I really a pervert? Or, as Old Yang said, am I destined to be lustful? What should I do? Old Yang said to let things take their course, so I'll just let things take their course!"

"Big brother, what happened just now? I felt so good!" Yang Ling asked, looking at me, her bright eyes like stars in the night sky, clear and innocent.

"Hehe! That's something only men and women can enjoy. You'll understand when you grow up." After thinking it through, I got horny again. I brought my middle finger, wet with Yang Ling's love juice, to my nose and smelled it. The unique fragrance of a young girl's love juice intoxicated me.

Yang Ling puffed out her chest and asked, "Am I not big enough now? Tell me, where am I small?" Yang Ling hated it when I said she was small; every time I did, she would puff out her chest in front of me.

"Compared to your mother's, it's small, haha..." I whispered in Yang Ling's ear, then laughed and ran towards the door.

"You bad boy, big brother is bad..." Yang Ling chased after me playfully.

"Your gift." I suddenly turned and ran to my desk, grabbing the Mickey Mouse bag I bought at noon and handing it to Yang Ling.

"I knew big brother was good to me. You're such a good husband to Ling'er." Yang Ling nestled happily in my arms, saying emotionally.

I thought to myself, "Oh my god! She brought this up again. It seems I'm destined to be her husband for life."

I smiled wryly, "I'll be your husband when you grow up. Grow up quickly, my little Ling'er."

"I will! I'll try my best to become your good wife as soon as possible," Yang Ling said happily.

"Alright, little rascal, let's go home! Your mother is definitely waiting for us at home," I said, patting Yang Ling's head.

"Yes! Let's go, Mom must be getting impatient waiting at home," Yang Ling quickly replied.

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Yang Ling and I returned home. As soon as we opened the door, we smelled a delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen. Yang Ling exclaimed, "Wow, it smells so good!" and immediately ran towards the kitchen, leaving me behind.

"Alright, alright, you can go now! The food will be on the table soon. Go upstairs and put your schoolbag away. I'll call you down when it's time to eat," Yang Jing's charming and gentle voice came from the kitchen.

Yang Ling ran out again and ran upstairs.

I quietly walked up behind Yang Jing, hugged her from behind, covered her full, firm breasts with both hands, and whispered in her ear, "Wife." Then I began to lick her earlobe.

"Mmm..." Yang Jing let out a series of nasal sounds, her delicate body suddenly went limp, leaning weakly against my body. Her hands, which were cooking, stopped, and she reached back to stroke my hair, enjoying my caresses.

"Okay, husband, it's not good if Ling'er sees us. We have plenty of time tonight," Yang Jing said, stopping me after letting me have my way for a bit.

Just then, I heard Yang Ling coming downstairs. I knew when to stop, so I gave Yang Jing's breasts a good squeeze, then let go and brought a dish that I had already prepared to the table.

Yang Jing brought out the dishes one after another, and with each dish, Yang Ling and I exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

In the end, a total of seven dishes and a soup were served, a very sumptuous meal.

Yang Jing, not forgetting romance, turned off the lights, lit scented candles, and had a candlelight dinner. Then, Yang Jing and I both offered our blessings to Yang Ling, who was very happy.

Yang Jing took a beautifully wrapped gift box from the sofa and said to Yang Ling, "Ling'er, I've prepared a special gift for you today, both to celebrate your award and to celebrate you becoming an adult. Here! For you."

"What is it? Mom's being so mysterious." Yang Ling said, taking the gift from Yang Jing. After opening it, she exclaimed, "Oh! This is it!"

Yang Ling's face immediately turned red with embarrassment, while Yang Jing laughed heartily.

"What is it?" I curiously took a look. It turned out to be a bra and panties, so I laughed and said, "A very interesting gift! Hmm! Ling'er really should wear a bra." I said, my eyes darting around Yang Ling's body.

"Ah! Oh no! I'm not coming!" Yang Ling hurriedly crossed her arms over her chest, her shy demeanor quite different from her usual clever and mischievous self.

"Hehe! Didn't you say this afternoon that yours has grown up? And that you wanted to compare with your mother's." I said, turning my gaze to Yang Jing's chest.

"Ah! Ling'er said something like that? I'm so embarrassed." Yang Jing's face also turned red.

"Mom, how come your breasts are so big?" Yang Ling suddenly asked loudly.

"This, this..." The usually eloquent Yang Jing suddenly didn't know what to say, her face as red as a sheet of red cloth. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Yours will grow up slowly in the future, just like Mom's, big and firm."

"Yes!" Yang Ling nodded heavily.

"Hahaha..." I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Xiao Qiang! Big brother!" Yang Jing and Yang Ling glared at me at the same time.

Under the majesty of the two tigresses, I had no choice but to shut up and puff out my cheeks, holding my breath.

"Hahaha..." The two of them couldn't help but burst out laughing when they saw my appearance.

This meal lasted for almost two hours. After Yang Jing cleared the table, the three of us sat on the sofa and watched TV.

Yang Ling looked at me on her left, then at Yang Jing on her right, and said, "Mom, big brother, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Yang Jing's eyes remained fixed on the television screen.

"Someone came to see me this afternoon. It was the director of the Tsinghua University Special Admissions Program. They want to recruit me into the program."

"You agreed?" Yang Jing finally turned to ask.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"I didn't agree. That person told me to come back and think it over carefully, discuss it with my parents, and then give them a reply. I do want to go. Tsinghua University's Special Admissions Program is very famous nationwide. I think it might be more helpful for me if I go there. Middle school knowledge is too unchallenging and too bland for me," Yang Ling said softly.

"I agree. As long as you make up your mind, that's fine. Tsinghua University's Special Admissions Program cultivates outstanding talents, and those professors are top scientists. Congratulations, Ling'er!" I was genuinely happy for Yang Ling and kissed her little face.

"Tsinghua University's special admissions program is great, but Ling'er is still so young. I'm worried about her going so far away to study; I can't bear to leave her!" Yang Jing said thoughtfully, her eyes filled with maternal tenderness.

"Sister Jing, don't worry! Little birds always have to leave their mothers' protection to learn to fly. Just agree to let Ling'er go! This is a test for her, a chance for her to grow up independently. Just let her go!" I advised from the side. Mothers always find it hard to let go of their love for their children.

After some discussion, Yang Jing finally agreed to let Yang Ling attend the special admissions program and even agreed to meet with the director of the program. Yang Ling was overjoyed, and Yang Jing and I were genuinely happy for her.

That night, in the middle of the night, I secretly went to Yang Jing's room. We lay naked facing each other, every movement igniting our passion. The bed, the floor, the desk, the window—all became our battlegrounds for climax. I can't remember how many times I ejaculated into her plump, wet vagina. The intense pleasure brought us back long-lost ecstasy, and we threw worldly concerns to the winds.

A

few days later, Yang Ling's enrollment procedures were complete. She was leaving for Beijing the next day. Tonight, I held a farewell dinner for her at a restaurant near her home, reminding her of some things she should pay attention to, especially that she shouldn't interrupt her Taekwondo practice no matter how busy she was. Yang Jing didn't say anything, just looked at Yang Ling with reluctance.

"Alright, big brother, stop talking. I've already remembered everything," Yang Ling said with a smile, then turned to Yang Jing and said, "Mom, we're full, let's go!"

After leaving the restaurant, Yang Ling held my hand with one hand and Yang Jing's hand with the other, and said with a smile, "It's been so long since I've held your hands like this. Let's walk home! We won't see Mom and big brother for a long time." As she spoke, she became a little sad.

"Little Ling'er will eventually grow up and leave Mom and me. This is just a little earlier than usual," I said.

"Call Mom more often when you have time," Yang Jing said affectionately.

"I will. I think about Mom and big brother every day," Yang Ling nodded, then turned to look at me and said hesitantly, "Big brother, when I grow up, I'll definitely be your wife, so..."

"Ling'er, what's wrong? Just say what you want to say!" Yang Jing said, looking at Yang Ling. She vaguely guessed what Yang Ling wanted to say.

Yang Ling looked at me with her big, watery eyes for a few moments, then suddenly lowered her head and whispered, "I want to be big brother's real wife, so I want to give myself to him before I leave!" Her voice was soft, but very clear.

"What?" I was startled and exclaimed, staring wide-eyed at the incredible little beauty. I quickly shook my head and said, "No, no!"

Yang Jing looked at my strong reaction, then at Yang Ling, who was blushing and looking down, and asked seriously, "Ling'er, you won't regret it? Are you really going to give yourself to him? This is not something to joke about!"

"Of course I'm serious!" Yang Ling said very seriously, "From the moment my big brother became my tutor, I decided that I would only be his woman. I must be my big brother's woman in this life!"

From Yang Ling's unprecedentedly serious expression, it was clear that she was not joking at all.

Yang Jing was surprised by her daughter's unwavering resolve. Knowing her daughter well, she knew Yang Ling was determined to be Huang Qiang's wife. She sighed and asked, "Xiao Qiang, what do you think? Do you like Ling'er?"

"I..." I looked at them, completely at a loss for words. Yang Ling was a beautiful young woman; in two or three years, she would undoubtedly be the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. It would be a lie to say I didn't like her, but she was still so young, only fourteen!

"What! Tell me quickly! Big brother, don't you like Ling'er?" Yang Ling looked at me anxiously with her large, watery eyes, full of expectation and longing.

"No, no, of course I like Ling'er very much, but you're still young. When you're a little older, I'll make you my woman, okay? Let's forget about tonight!" I said cautiously.

"No! I want to be your woman tonight! I must give myself to you tonight!" Yang Ling's tone was incredibly firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Xiaoqiang, since you like Ling'er too, just accept her! It's the same sooner or later. Ling'er is still young, but she should be able to do it. Don't disappoint her. Accept her tonight!" Yang Jing knew her daughter well; she was trying to persuade me.

"Sister Jing, but I'm afraid my...it'll hurt Ling'er!" I said, still a little worried.

"I'm not afraid. I know the first time will hurt a lot. I'm mentally prepared. As long as I can become your woman, a little injury is worth it!" Yang Ling said firmly.

"Alright then! Let's go back!" I smiled. Now that the psychological barrier was gone, we should face it openly.

"Yeah! Let's go back and make love!" Yang Ling smiled happily.

I almost fainted upon hearing this, thinking to myself, "Ling'er's words are always so surprising and hilarious!"

"Little rascal, what are you thinking about? Why are you in such a hurry?" Yang Jing was also amused and affectionately patted Yang Ling's head.

The three of us walked happily home. Yang Ling skipped and hopped ahead, her face beaming like a happy little sparrow.

Suddenly, Yang Jing pinched my arm hard and whispered, "You rascal, you're so lucky."

I covered my arm with my hand, trying my best not to scream, and smiled sweetly, "Wife, Ling'er is going to be my woman too. I'm so happy. I'm so blessed to have you and our daughter as my wives!" "

Hmph! What a twisted fate! We, mother and daughter, have both fallen in love with you and become your women," Yang Jing sighed, gently stroking my back. She looked up at the dark starry sky and said,

"Honey, be gentle with Ling'er later, don't be too rough, after all, yours is quite big."

"I will, don't worry! I won't hurt Ling'er, I'll make her feel good, just like I make you feel good." I whispered, and while Yang Ling's back was to us, I quickly kissed Yang Jing on the cheek.

"You bad boy!" Yang Jing playfully slapped my crotch.

"Be careful you really break my balls! Haha..." I laughed and ran ahead, Yang Jing chasing after us alone.

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"Mom, big brother, I'm going to take a shower first!" Yang Ling rested on the sofa for a while, then went upstairs. Soon, we could hear the "splashing" of water coming from the bathroom upstairs. "

Honey, you go take a shower too! I'm going back to my room." Yang Jing said, getting up to leave, avoiding the awkward scene.

"Wife, don't go so fast, I'm a little nervous!" I grabbed Yang Jing's hand, pulled her into my arms, and then opened my mouth wide to kiss her small lips.

"Mmm..." Yang Jing struggled, making muffled sounds, but she quickly cooperated. Our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths, intertwining and chasing each other. We gradually immersed ourselves in the sea of love and desire, our hearts becoming one.

After kissing for a while, Yang Jing was panting heavily, her chest heaving. She pushed me away and said, "Okay, husband, go wash up! Ling'er is almost done." After she finished speaking, she went into her room.

After Yang Ling finished washing up, I quickly took a shower, dried myself off, wrapped my lower body in a towel, and went to Yang Ling's door. I gently pushed the door open, and Yang Ling was already in bed. Seeing me come in, she seemed unusually excited and called out loudly, "Husband!"

Yang Ling's voice was sweet and soft, and her face was flushed, making her look incredibly charming.

I threw back the covers, intending to get into bed, but to my surprise, Yang Ling lay naked on the pristine white sheets. My eyes were instantly fixed on her, unwilling to look away, a burning desire simmering within me.

Her snow-white body was like a flawless jade sculpture, utterly pure. Her newly developed breasts rose slightly on her snow-white chest, incredibly alluring, their small nipples emitting a delicate fragrance. Two tempting pink nipples graced her breasts, quite adorable. At the junction of her smooth abdomen and jade-

like thighs, a tuft of light black hair covered her prominent vulva, below which was a tight slit, two pink labia tightly closed, hidden among the sparse black hair—truly captivating. Unable to withstand my fiery gaze, Yang Ling closed her eyes slightly, her face radiating boundless spring, shyly lowering her head until it almost touched her erect breasts.

I touched her smooth skin with my finger, and Yang Ling's delicate body trembled. She didn't even have the strength to speak, and could only close her alluring eyes and let me do as I pleased.

"Mmm..." Yang Ling gasped softly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

My heart pounded, and a surge of heat rushed to my lower body. My erection gradually swelled, growing larger, thicker, and straighter, pushing the bath towel high.

My hands began to caress Yang Ling's body, stroking her as if admiring a beautiful piece of jade. Gradually, I touched her tender breasts, my fingers climbing up her jade peaks to her nipples. I couldn't help but think to myself, "So soft!"

Yang Ling's tender pink nipples gradually hardened under my fingers. This feeling was wonderful, and I pinched and teased the tips of her nipples. Yang Ling's eyebrows furrowed, and her slender waist twisted and turned, as if she were both dodging and welcoming.

My fingers slid down from her nipples, across a soft, smooth plain, to her lower abdomen, touching the soft pubic hair. My hand trembled nervously, then slid to her alluring valley, gently caressing her garden.

"Ah..." Yang Ling exclaimed, moaning loudly. A surge of heat suddenly welled up from her vulva, flowing onto my palm, sticky and slippery. Yang

Ling blushed crimson with embarrassment, wanting to hide in the darkness. Then, Yang Ling turned to face me, "Ah!" she suddenly cried out again, her eyes wide as she stared at my genitals, her mouth agape.

It turned out that my towel had slipped to the floor sometime during the night, and my erect penis stood stiff and erect like an iron spear, at a ninety-degree angle to my body, its head swollen and purplish-red, throbbing restlessly.

"It's so big!" Yang Ling murmured dreamily, her small hand trembling as she reached out and gently grasped my enormous penis. "I love it so much! It looks so powerful!" she said.

Her hand involuntarily began to caress my penis, feeling its size and heat. When it jerked, Yang Ling felt a little panicked; she had never seen anything like it before. It was so hot it hurt, yet she also deeply enjoyed the feeling. Her face flushed, her mouth went dry, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

"Let me get on the bed too!" I whispered.

Yang Ling moved to the other side of the bed, holding my penis. I climbed on top of her, embracing her, and lay face to face with her. One hand caressed her breasts, and my mouth covered her cherry-like lips. Then, I extended my tongue and invaded her mouth, chasing her delicate tongue.

"Mmm..." Yang Ling felt an indescribable pleasure during her first kiss, and slowly she took the initiative, her tongue darting in and out of her mouth, making muffled sounds. Love fluid flowed continuously from her opening.

Yang Ling's small hands began to stroke my penis faster, occasionally playing with the scrotum beneath, touching the two testicles inside. This was Yang Ling's spontaneous action, incredibly inexperienced, but it only fueled the burning desire within me.

I reached down to Yang Ling's private garden, gently rubbing it with my palm. More and more love fluid flowed from there, and Yang Ling's body writhed violently, letting out loud moans and gasps, her breath coming in gasps and whimpers.

"Ling'er, I'm going in!" I whispered in her ear, biting her warm earlobe.

"Mmm! Come in! I feel so uncomfortable... Waaah... It's so itchy..." Yang Ling cried out, her lower body increasingly itchy and empty, longing for something to fill it.

Yang Ling felt weak all over, only feeling her legs being spread apart by me, the hot, swollen thing pressing against her little hole, making her feel as if tiny insects were crawling inside her peach blossom cave, her lustful fluids flowing out like a flood, unstoppable.

I rubbed my dragon against Yang Ling's peach blossom cave entrance, getting the entire head covered in love fluid, then aimed the dragon head at the slightly open opening and forcefully pushed it in.

"Ah! It hurts..." Yang Ling screamed, feeling as if her lower body was about to split open, a thick thing being forced into her narrow virgin flower path, her hands naturally supporting my body, preventing me from going any further.

I grabbed Yang Ling's buttocks and kissed her cherry lips to ease her pain. After a while, I said softly, "Bear with it. Couples should do this sometimes."

"Mmm!" Yang Ling nodded softly.

Suddenly, I thrust my hips forward, and my dragon pierced through the narrow passage, breaking through the barrier and entering completely.

"Ah! It hurts so much..." Yang Ling felt a sharp pain. Her lower opening was completely filled, the tight opening gripping the thick dragon head. The pain made her face turn pale, and she was covered in sweat. Two lines of tears slid down her face.

I quickly licked away the tears from the corners of her eyes with my tongue, then held her small mouth, swirling her tongue around, and caressed her breasts with my hands.

After a long time, the pain in Yang Ling's body gradually subsided. She felt a tingling and itchy sensation deep inside her passage, and her delicate body involuntarily twisted.

I felt Yang Ling's movements and began to slowly thrust in and out, making small, rhythmic movements. Yang Ling, with both hands on my waist, rhythmically twisted her hips and moved her buttocks in sync with my actions.

Because Yang Ling was still young, her vagina was definitely not fully developed yet, so I didn't dare to make any big movements, only slowly thrusting in and out. This delighted her, causing her to pant and moan loudly, bringing me endless surprise. I never expected that she could moan so powerfully at such a young age.

After about a hundred thrusts, Yang Ling, experiencing sex for the first time, finally climaxed with a loud cry. She then remained still, moaning as if in a dream, "Ah... I... I'm going to die... Ah... So comfortable, so good..."

Not wanting Yang Ling to get too tired, I relaxed my mind and thrust in and out a few dozen more times before ejaculating a thick, hot semen deep inside her. I then held her and fell asleep, but my penis did not withdraw; it remained inside Yang Ling's little vagina.

[End of Episode 5] Episode 6: Conspiracy and Tricks Chapter

1: Mischievous and Clever

... Hmm... I opened my eyes, stretched, and the sunlight outside the window was exceptionally bright, streaming in through the thin gauze curtains. The gentle sunlight made the whole room so bright.

Yang Ling was sleeping soundly beside me, like an elf surrounded by sunlight. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes looked very charming, her small nose was slightly wrinkled, and she was breathing evenly and softly. Her cute and small mouth was slightly upturned, revealing a happy smile. She was so beautiful.

Yang Ling's hands were still tightly wrapped around my waist, her small and cute breasts pressed against my chest. I could see the bright red nipple on her right breast, and the bright red areola was like a round moon, making one's imagination run wild.

Yang Ling's smooth and delicate skin was white and tender, like silk. Under the sunlight, it looked exceptionally beautiful. At this moment, one of her legs was sandwiched between my legs, and the other leg was placed on my right leg. The posture was very tempting.

I shifted my body slightly and suddenly realized that my enormous dragon was still inside Yang Ling's flower path, not withdrawn. After a slight touch between the dragon and the soft flesh inside, it suddenly began to swell.

I was both pleased and surprised, and found it amusing that my dragon hadn't completely shrunk; it had slept inside her flower path all night.

Looking at Yang Ling's intoxicating face, I suddenly wanted to tease her, so I let my dragon grow thicker, larger, and harder inside her flower path.

"Oh..." Yang Ling suddenly let out a soft moan in her sleep, her buttocks naturally wiggling. It seemed she also felt the dragon inside her, but wasn't fully awake yet.

I chuckled, already feeling the water slowly seeping from her flower path. Delighted, I slowly began to thrust my hips, making small movements in and out of her flower path, occasionally twisting my hips to make the huge head of my dragon rotate deep inside her flower core.

The lustful fluid in her flower path increased, finally submerging the dragon, moistening its massive body, and slowly dripping from the opening.

"Mmm..." Yang Ling wasn't fully awake yet, but she had already begun to moan unconsciously. The intense pleasure from her lower body rose to her brain, then issued a command, causing her small mouth to naturally utter that seductive sound.

It seems that women are born to moan. As long as their lower body is stimulated, whether consciously or unconsciously, lustful fluid will flow out, and they will experience pleasure. If the flower path of a raped woman is not moistened by lustful fluid, it is difficult for a man's penis to penetrate, and even if it is, it will be very painful.

"Ugh..." Yang Ling suddenly felt a swelling in her lower body in her sleep, and at the same time, a comfortable pleasure was running rampant in her body. The familiar feeling from last night reappeared in her mind. She couldn't help but open her eyes slightly and saw my body constantly moving, and immediately understood what was happening.

"That bastard, he actually did this to me while I was sleeping! Humph! I'm not waking up, let's see how long he can keep this up," Yang Ling thought to herself, determined to continue pretending to be asleep.

Yang Ling felt something thick and large thrusting in and out of her lower body, and could feel her vaginal fluids flowing continuously, like a fountain. She couldn't help but think, "Mmm...so good!"

I carefully thrust for about ten minutes, but finding no sign of Yang Ling waking up, I couldn't help but wonder, "This little girl can't sleep that long, can she? She's experiencing such intense pleasure and still hasn't woken up?"

I lowered my head and carefully examined her rosy face. She was all smiles, her eyes half-closed, as if they had been open at some point. A sudden thought flashed through my mind: "Is she pretending to be asleep? Definitely! Heh heh! This little girl can play mind games with me. Let's see how long she can hold out!"

I flipped Yang Ling over, lifted her right leg with one hand, and suddenly pulled my massive member out completely, then thrust it back in forcefully. I quickly twisted my hips, the huge head grinding against her clitoris.

"Ah…" A moan filled with unparalleled pleasure and ecstasy escaped Yang Ling's lips. The intense pleasure made her involuntarily tilt her head back, her body trembling rapidly. Her delicate frame arched upwards, then lowered again. Her eyes opened, looking at me tenderly, filled with boundless affection.

"Ling'er, is it good? Haha…" Seeing Yang Ling's performance, I was very satisfied and asked with a loud laugh.

"Mmm...so good." Yang Ling's eyes were slightly open, as if veiled by a layer of mist, hazy and alluring, her small mouth slightly parted, letting out a long moan.

"There's more to come!" I laughed loudly, then flipped over and pinned Yang Ling beneath me, lifting her legs and pressing them apart to widen her garden, making her flower path open as well, so I could thrust in and out hard.

My hips began to move violently again, rampaging, my dragon swiftly drilling in and out of Yang Ling's flower path.

"Ah...mmm...ah..." Yang Ling moaned and cried out loudly on the bed, releasing her inner feelings through her voice, telling me of her pleasure and comfort.

At this time, Yang Jing had already gotten up and was making breakfast in the kitchen. She had already known that Huang Qiang and Yang Ling had started making love again after hearing Yang Ling's cry.

Hearing Yang Ling's loud, wanton moans again, Yang Jing felt annoyed and muttered to herself, "She was deflowered last night, and now she's up early this morning doing it again. Xiao Qiang is really something, doesn't he know Ling'er is still young, her genitals aren't fully developed yet? He's thrusting so hard! Ling'er is really something, so young, yet her moans are so loud, doesn't she care if others hear? What a little slut!"

Hearing the stimulating sounds coming from upstairs, Yang Jing's body went limp, and her hands unconsciously began to caress her breasts.

Last night, hearing the sounds of lovemaking upstairs felt like Huang Qiang's huge penis was penetrating her, leaving her thirsty all night and unable to fall asleep until very late. Now, hearing these moans and cries, she couldn't help but feel even more aroused and confused, her lower body leaking copious amounts of fluid, her hands involuntarily caressing her body.

Yang Ling cried out, "Ah...husband, thrust harder...I...I'm going to fly..."

After I thrust hard for about ten minutes, Yang Ling knew she was about to reach her climax. She felt as if her body had become lighter, and the intense, stimulating sensations in her lower body made her feel incredibly good. She couldn't help but scream to release the urge.

The pleasure surged through Yang Ling's body, violently impacting her brain. Her body began to tremble involuntarily, her head swaying from side to side on the pillow, her dark, shiny hair cascading down the bed like a waterfall.

Her legs kicked wildly, her body arched suddenly, then fell back down, trembling all over. Her hands gripped my back tightly, and to accommodate my thrusts, her buttocks arched upwards and twisted rapidly.

Seeing Yang Ling in this state, I knew she was about to reach the pinnacle of love. So I vigorously kneaded her small, high breasts with both hands, my hips thrusting like a windmill, each stroke full of force, each thrust penetrating to the very bottom. The rapid collision of our bodies and the rapid thrusting of my dragon made her flower path emit huge "plop, plop" sounds. At this moment, the lustful fluid at the entrance of her flower path had turned into white foam.

"Ah..." With a long moan from Yang Ling, her body convulsed rapidly, her whole body stiffened, and a stream of vaginal fluid fiercely shot out from the depths of her flower core, drenching my dragon head.

Then Yang Ling's body immediately went limp, lying weakly on the bed, panting heavily, her silky eyes fixed on my dragon rapidly thrusting in and out of her body, her face full of mature charm.

Hearing her daughter's long moan, Yang Jing was deeply moved. Her body trembled, and she felt a surge of heat, long accumulating in her lower abdomen, suddenly erupt from her lower body. "Oh..." she involuntarily moaned, leaning weakly against the wall, panting.

I simply lifted Yang Ling's jade-like legs and placed them on my shoulders, half-kneeling and raising her buttocks high. Then I continued my long march, thrusting forcefully.

This position allowed Yang Ling's vaginal canal to open wider, so my fierce thrusts wouldn't cause much damage to her genitals. The tight, tender flesh of her vaginal canal tightly enveloped my dragon, bringing me immense pleasure. I became somewhat addicted, my movements becoming more exaggerated, thrusting and pounding relentlessly.

Yang Ling closed her eyes, enjoying another round of my assault. She felt like the happiest person in the world, occasionally opening her rosy lips to moan, "Ah...husband...your cock is so big...it feels so good...mmm..."

Under my vigorous thrusting, Yang Ling reached another climax, her whole body trembling weakly, letting her juices gush out from her flower path.

But I still had no intention of ejaculating; my penis was still so hard. I turned Yang Ling over, making her kneel on the bed, and I guided my penis into her flower path from behind.

Yang Ling had climaxed twice and was completely exhausted from my fucking. She only felt her body much lighter, as if all her strength had been drained. She could no longer kneel, and her body collapsed onto the bed.

I saw Yang Ling lying motionless on the bed. Suddenly, I snapped out of it and realized that I had just deflowered her last night. Although I hadn't managed to make my penis fully grow, her tight vaginal canal had still been stretched open a little by it. Now, with me fucking her so hard, the intense pleasure had drained her of all her strength. How could she possibly handle me?

Not to mention Yang Ling's young age, even her mother, Yang Jing, would find it difficult to withstand my wild strength! I quickly pulled my penis out of her vaginal canal with a "plop," bringing out a large gush of vaginal fluid. I could still vaguely see traces of blood on the thick shaft of my penis.

"I can't go on like this," I muttered to myself, then bent down and gently pulled Yang Ling into my arms, stroking her back with both hands while asking with concern, "Ling'er, are you alright?"

Yang Ling gave a tired smile, wrapped her arms around my waist, and gently rested her head on my chest, whispering, "Husband, you're too strong, you've left me with no strength left, but I feel so good, like I'm floating, it's worth dying for!"

I quickly covered her mouth with my finger, gently scolding, "Don't say that, you're my little wife, I won't let you die, I want you to enjoy this kind of pleasure every day, let my Ling'er float every day."

"Mmm! Husband." Yang Ling stared at me with her watery eyes, saying with infinite affection, "I love you! I want to make love with you every day from now on."

At this moment, Yang Ling twisted her body, adjusting her position.

"Ah!" Yang Ling suddenly cried out, it turned out that her hand had just touched my dragon, feeling its thick and hardness.

"Honey, you haven't come yet?" She stared at the enormous thing standing between my legs, gently grasping and stroking it with her small hand, asking in surprise.

"Mmm! Not yet!" I whispered, enjoying Yang Ling's soft hand.

"What should we do then? Honey, it must be uncomfortable not to have come, right?" Yang Ling asked softly.

Before I could answer, tears welled up in Yang Ling's eyes, and she said sadly, "It's all my fault, how could I be so useless? I can't even make my husband feel good."

I gently kissed her lips and said softly, "This has nothing to do with Ling'er. You're still young. It's hard for any of the older women to make me ejaculate." Then, I suddenly remembered something and asked, "Ling'er, I have many girlfriends now. Do you mind?"

"No, as long as my husband loves and cherishes me, I wouldn't care if you married a hundred wives," Yang Ling replied cheerfully, her mood brightening immediately upon hearing it wasn't her concern.

"Haha! You want to exhaust me? A hundred wives would drain all my essence!" I laughed loudly.

"So even husbands have their fears! Hehe… Why isn't it ejaculating yet?" Yang Ling wrinkled her nose and playfully laughed, suddenly patting my penis lightly with her small hand.

"You little rascal, aren't you afraid of breaking it? Never mind, it seems it can't ejaculate this time," I quickly grabbed Yang Ling's hand.

"Ah! This will make my husband very uncomfortable! How will you go out to see Mom if it doesn't soften?" Yang Ling asked worriedly.

I smiled and said, "It's okay, it'll soften up after a rest." But inwardly I chuckled, "Your mother saw it before you did!"

"Really? Let me see." Yang Ling turned around, lay on my stomach, and stared closely at the dragon.

Suddenly, the dragon was taken into a wet, warm mouth, sending a strange sensation through me. Yang Ling was sucking on the thick head, moving it up and down.

"Ah..." Yang Ling's slightly upturned buttocks and her secret garden, dripping with lustful fluids, were right before my eyes. With the dragon in her mouth, even without any technique, just being sucked by Yang Ling's mouth immediately aroused me, and I couldn't help but groan.

Yang Ling sucked for almost ten minutes, but the dragon remained unmoved. She released the thick head, panting, and said, "I'm exhausted, my mouth is almost bursting from its strain, husband, yours is too big."

"Okay, don't worry about it." I looked at Yang Ling, who was giving me a blowjob to help me ejaculate, and felt deeply moved. She was just a little girl!

"Looks like I'm out of options now," Yang Ling said helplessly. Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she smiled mysteriously, "Honey, I have a way."

"Oh?" I asked cautiously, looking at her mischievous smile, wondering what trick this clever little one was up to this time.

"I... I'm afraid you won't agree," Yang Ling said hesitantly, playing hard to get.

"What way is it?" I asked hastily, my lower body throbbing and it was really uncomfortable; I really wanted to ejaculate.

"Hehe... let Mommy do it with you," Yang Ling said softly with a wicked smile.

"Ah!" I stared at the smiling Yang Ling, utterly shocked. What was this little girl thinking? How could she say something like that? Did she know about me and Yang Jing?

I opened my mouth wide, staring blankly at her, not knowing how to answer.

"Honey, you know what? Mom's been through so much. She lost her sex life at such a young age. Sex is such a wonderful thing! I don't know how she's managed all these years. So I was thinking, honey, could you sleep with Mom too, let her experience the ultimate pleasure of sex with you?" Yang Ling was talking non-stop when she suddenly noticed my dazed expression and stopped, calling out, "Honey!"

"Hmm? What is it?" I asked dumbly.

"Are you even listening to me?" Yang Ling said coquettishly, quickly stroking my penis with her small hand.

"Yes! You said I should sleep with your mom." I quickly replied.

"So? You agreed?" Yang Ling stopped what she was doing and looked at me expectantly.

But... but... I didn't know how to tell her. Should I tell her I'd already slept with her mom? That would be against all morals!

"Is it because Mom's too old? But Mom's not old at all, she's still so beautiful!" Yang Ling said eagerly.

"No, no, sigh! How can I explain this to you? Even if I agree, your mother has to agree first!" I sighed.

"I don't care! As long as you agree, I'll give you the right to pursue Mom. During the time I'm gone, you must win her over. I want to make Mom happy too." Yang Ling first coaxed me, then gave me the authority, using both soft and hard tactics.

"Okay, okay, I'll try." Helplessly, I had no choice but to agree.

"That's Ling'er's good husband." Yang Ling kissed me on the cheek and cheered happily, then immediately added, "I believe my husband can do it, he'll definitely win Mom over." What

could I say? I could only smile bitterly, but secretly I was delighted.

"Huh?" Yang Ling suddenly noticed that my dragon had softened, but it was still the same size and hadn't shrunk. She asked in surprise, "Why did it soften?"

Yang Ling then grabbed the limp dragon and asked curiously, "How strange! It doesn't have bones, so why was it so hard just now? Harder than bones!"

Hearing Yang Ling's innocent words, I couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

Chapter Two Passion in the Car

On the other side, Yang Jing leaned against the wall and rested for a while before regaining her strength and waking up. She saw that the buttons on her pajamas had been undone at some point, and even her bra had been pushed up, revealing her full, white breasts. Red finger marks were visible on her snow-white nipples. Her pajama bottoms had been pulled down to her knees, revealing her secret garden where she wasn't wearing underwear. At this moment, the lush, dark pubic hair was still covered with crystal-clear lustful fluid, and her pajama bottoms were splattered with lustful fluid, exuding a lewd atmosphere.

Yang Jing was startled and immediately blamed herself, "Oh no! Why am I masturbating?"

"They're quiet now, I wonder what they're up to? Oh dear! It's almost ten o'clock, Ling'er's flight is at two in the afternoon, I have to call them down for breakfast, otherwise they might start again." Thinking this, Yang Jing quickly straightened her clothes and focused on cooking the porridge.

She added sea cucumber to the porridge, then placed the cooked seafood porridge, fried dough sticks, and freshly made soy milk on the table, calling out loudly, "Ling'er, Xiaoqiang, breakfast is ready, get up quickly!"

"Ling'er, listen, your mother is calling us, let's get up quickly! Otherwise we'll miss your flight." I said, gently pushing Yang Ling away and patting her small bottom.

"Okay! But I want my husband to help me get dressed." Yang Ling readily agreed, but then made a suggestive request.

"Alright, alright, bring me the bra and panties your mom gave you last night, little girl." I smiled and tapped her forehead with my finger.

"My husband is so good!" Yang Ling said, tossing the lingerie set to me.

I put the bra on Yang Ling's shoulders, fastened the two cups to her small breasts, and then reached behind to fasten the clasp.

After examining it, I adjusted the position of the cups for her, making sure they supported her breasts well without being too tight. The bra was a demi-cup style, just covering her tender nipples and revealing most of her snow-white breasts.

"Hmm! All done, Ling'er looks great in a bra for the first time." I praised.

"And the panties!" Yang Ling pouted, admiring her breasts with her head down.

I picked up the panties and saw that they were small, pure white, with a cute pink rabbit embroidered on the front.

"Lift your right foot." As I spoke, I slipped the underwear onto Yang Ling's right foot, then onto her left. I pulled hard to help her put on her underwear, and the little white rabbit was right in the middle of her garden, with a few faint grasses faintly visible.

"Okay, go brush your teeth and wash your face!" I lifted Yang Ling off the mat, letting her take care of her personal hygiene.

"Ouch..." Yang Ling put on her slippers, took a step, and suddenly cried out, wincing and bending over.

"What's wrong?" I anxiously grabbed her, asking with concern.

"It hurts there," Yang Ling pointed to her genitals.

"Oh! It's okay, it's okay. You've just had your first time, be gentle, don't take big steps, and don't jump around. It will stop hurting soon," I comforted her gently.

"Okay! It's okay, I'll be careful. You go ahead and do your thing!" Yang Ling said, straightening up and slowly walking into the bathroom.

Watching Yang Ling's figure, I felt a surge of emotion. This little girl was so in love with me. Could I let her down? Could I not cherish her? A feeling of pity welled up inside me.

Besides Yang Ling, so many other girls liked me. Could I let them down? But the law only allows me to marry one wife. What should I do? Although I love them both very much, don't women value status and titles? What should I do? I fell into deep thought.

"Honey, I'm done washing up, you can go now! Hey! Why aren't you dressed yet? Hurry up, I'm going downstairs first, let's see what Mom made." Yang Ling came out, put on her coat, and went downstairs.

"Things will work themselves out, I'll think about it later!" I shook my head, clearing my mind of the jumbled thoughts, got dressed, washed, and went downstairs too.

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After breakfast, Yang Jing went upstairs to help Yang Ling pack her clothes. By the time everything was ready, it was almost 12:30. Yang Jing drove us to the airport.

Everyone was silent the whole way, perhaps sensing the sadness of parting. Yang Jing drove quietly and attentively, while Yang Ling, sitting in the passenger seat, was also quiet, unlike her usual lively and talkative self. A deep sense of sadness filled the car.

I didn't know what to say. Yang Ling was already my woman, but she, who had just become my woman, was leaving.

We arrived at the airport at one o'clock. The director of the Tsinghua University special admissions program, a young and beautiful woman in her thirties wearing sunglasses, was waiting for us at Gate 1 of the terminal. I couldn't believe she was so young to be the director of the Tsinghua University special admissions program, and so beautiful too.

"Hello, I've already checked Yang Ling in. You must be Huang Qiang? I've heard Yang Ling mention you a lot. My name is Zhao Shan," Zhao Shan said, taking off her sunglasses, shaking hands with Yang Jing, and then turning to shake hands with me.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm Huang Qiang. It's a pleasure to meet you. Director Zhao, you're so young yet you've taken on such an important role; it's truly remarkable!" I smiled. Zhao Shan's hands were smooth and soft, and holding them felt incredibly comfortable.

"Did you teach Yang Ling Taekwondo? She's amazing! She's only been learning for two years, but her foundation is already very solid. Her potential is limitless. Thank you for cultivating such an outstanding talent for the country." Zhao Shan looked at me with smiling eyes and said sincerely.

"I'm flattered, I didn't deserve it. I just gave her a few pointers. It seems Director Zhao is quite skilled as well?" I said modestly.

"Hehe! Not bad! Here's my business card. Come to Beijing sometime, and we can spar, how about it?" Zhao Shan handed me a business card.

"Okay, I'll definitely ask you for your guidance when I have the chance." I took the business card. It only had Zhao Shan's name and a mobile phone number on it, very simple, just like her—simple, clear, straightforward, and generous.

"Alright, it's almost time, you can go in now!" Yang Jing earnestly instructed Yang Ling from the side, finally stopping only when she saw there wasn't much time left, and urged us on.

"Okay, I'll take Yang Ling away. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her. Goodbye!" Zhao Shan assured us, shaking hands with each of us.

"Husband!" Yang Ling suddenly cried out, tears streaming down her face, and threw herself into my arms, sobbing.

"Alright, alright, my Ling'er, don't cry, don't cry. You're a grown-up now! You can't cry so easily now that you're my wife." I comforted her, then squatted down and gently pinched her little nose, laughing, "Look, you look so ugly when you cry! Come on, smile."

"Heh..." Yang Ling forced a smile, sobbing, "Husband, you have to come see me when you have time!"

"I will, I'll come see you with your mother when I have time. Don't worry, go with Director Zhao!" I said, stroking Yang Ling's head.

"Ling'er, hurry up! Director Zhao is getting impatient. I'll call you often," Yang Jing urged from the side.

Yang Ling reluctantly let go of Zhao Shan's hands, turning back every few steps as they walked towards the security checkpoint. Suddenly, she broke free from Zhao Shan's grasp and ran towards me, throwing herself into my arms and kissing me tightly on the lips. She kissed me for a while before letting go, whispering in my ear, "Honey, remember to take care of Mom! I'll be waiting for you over there."

I was taken aback; I hadn't expected this little girl to take it so seriously. She smiled mysteriously, then kissed Yang Jing on the lips again, before whispering something in her ear.

Yang Jing's face suddenly flushed. Yang Ling looked at us mysteriously and smiled, then went through security with Zhao Shan and disappeared from our sight.

Yang Jing stood there blankly for a long time, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam. I remembered a saying: "Tears flow silently, a gentle stream." Sometimes I really don't understand women. How can such small eyes hold so many tears?

I gently took Yang Jing's soft, fragrant shoulder and softly comforted her, "Alright, Jing-jie, don't cry. Ling'er is destined to fly away eventually; this is just a little earlier than usual. She will always be your good daughter. You should be happy for her that she got into Tsinghua University's special admissions program."

I comforted her for a long time before Yang Jing slowly stopped sobbing and leaned against me, saying, "For more than ten years, I've never let Ling'er leave my side. Now that she's gone so far away, I feel so reluctant. I know I should be happy for her, but I just can't help it."

I patted Yang Jing's back, wiped away her tears, and comforted her, "Let's silently bless Ling'er in our hearts! We can visit her more often when we have time. Come on, let's go back!"

Yang Jing nestled against me like a little bird, and we walked out together. Then we drove back the way we came.

We chatted quietly the whole way. Suddenly, I remembered that Yang Ling had whispered something in Yang Jing's ear before leaving, and Yang Jing's face turned red. I couldn't help but feel curious and called out, "Wife." "

What is it?" Yang Jing answered very naturally.

"I have something to ask you. What did Ling'er say to you when she left? I saw your face was all red." I asked.

Yang Jing's face turned red again, and she stammered, "Oh... when she kissed me, she said that if she kissed you first and then kissed me, it would mean that you kissed me, and she represented you kissing me." After Yang Jing finished speaking, her blush turned even redder, and her expression was quite adorable.

"Hehe! This little rascal, wife, come here, let me kiss you." Looking at Yang Jing's charming expression, I was moved and leaned over to kiss her little mouth.

"Mmm..." Yang Jing enjoyed it happily, her eyes wide open watching the road. Cars passed by, and she suddenly felt inexplicably excited.

Only when Yang Jing was completely weak and breathing rapidly did I reluctantly pull away from her lips.

"Ah!" Yang Jing screamed, because she suddenly saw a car rushing towards us. She quickly turned the steering wheel and just barely passed the car. What a close call!

"You rascal, we're on the highway! We almost crashed!" Yang Jing turned and glanced at me shyly, scolding me.

"How did it feel? I felt so excited just now," I said with a grin.

"Yeah! I felt so excited too. Just that one kiss and I'm so wet down there," Yang Jing said, her face flushing red, like she was drunk, suddenly displaying a captivating allure.

"Really? Then let's make love in the car," I said, reaching out to caress Yang Jing's breasts. Her breasts were soft and elastic, my favorite.

Yang Jing stared straight ahead, comfortably enjoying my teasing caresses, but her face grew increasingly red, now due to rising desire. Her body shifted restlessly, allowing my hands to touch her more comfortably.

After a while, I slowly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing a pale yellow lace bra and most of her snow-white breasts, the contrast incredibly alluring.

I slipped my hand inside her bra, cupping one of her full breasts and gently kneading her nipple. My other hand rested on her thigh, lightly caressing her inner thigh.

"Mmm..." Yang Jing murmured, her voice thick with nasal pleasure. One hand gripped the steering wheel, while the other reached towards my groin, grasping my already hard and swollen member through my pants. I clumsily unzipped my pants, wanting to hold it and feel its warmth.

I lowered my head, resting it on Yang Jing's soft breasts,

and opened my mouth wide to suckle a purplish-red nipple. My hand, meanwhile, wasn't idle, covering her panties. Sure enough, her vulva was already overflowing, soaking the panties and making them sticky and slippery. I rubbed them together through the thin fabric.

"Ah... um... hmph... oh..." Yang Jing's breathing grew heavier and heavier, her body trembling slightly, letting out long moans. She felt the desire burning fiercely within her, and her hand, gripping the massive penis, naturally increased the pressure of its kneading.

My tongue licked back and forth between her breasts like a serpent, occasionally devouring the two purplish-red nipples. At this moment, I unbuttoned her clothes completely, and with my other hand, I pulled her soaked panties down to her knees from under her skirt.

My hands roamed even more unrestrainedly in her secret garden, occasionally tugging at the lush pubic hair, causing Yang Jing's body to arch and her juices to gush out like a flood.

"Husband, um... I... I can't take it anymore... ah..." Yang Jing's desire had reached its peak; she felt as if hundreds of ants were biting her lower body, an unbearable itch. She desperately needed the huge penis inside her.

Yang Jing felt weak all over and couldn't even hold the steering wheel. The car swerved and lurched along the highway, the tires screeching as it swerved to avoid other vehicles.

Suddenly, Yang Jing pulled the car over to the side of the road, panting and moaning, "Honey, I can't take it anymore. I need you to fuck me. I can't drive, it's too dangerous."

At that moment, angry curses came from outside.

"Damn it, how the hell are you driving?"

"Do you want to die? Driving like that!"

"So exciting!" I lifted my head from Yang Jing's embrace and smiled contentedly.

"Honey, my pussy is so itchy, I want your big cock inside me, I want..." Yang Jing's hands moved quickly on my penis, pleading seductively.

I couldn't help but think, "Women really don't care about anything when they're horny!"

"But we're on the highway! Drive to the countryside! We'll do it there," I said to Yang Jing, who was already blinded by lust.

"Okay, okay!" Yang Jing's face was flushed, and she reluctantly removed her small hands from the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands. She said, "Husband, suck my breasts."

I buried my head in her chest again, opened my mouth and sucked most of her breasts in, holding them tightly and sucking desperately. I reached my hand inside her skirt and began to caress her labia, gently kneading, pinching, and rubbing her exposed clitoris.

"Ah..." Yang Jing let out a long moan, tilting her head back. Then I suddenly stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward like an arrow. Yang Jing's body also leaned back due to inertia, her lower body thrusting forward. My middle finger slipped and plunged all the way into her flower path.

"Oh..." This sudden insertion made Yang Jing moan again, her legs reflexively squeezing together, allowing my finger to penetrate even deeper.

"Yo-ho..." Someone outside the car window probably saw the steamy scene inside, and they exclaimed excitedly, whistling loudly.

Yang Jing drove incredibly fast, like a shooting star, speeding towards the countryside. After about ten minutes, our car reached a dead end, arriving at a very desolate mountain. It was very secluded, with only farmers working in the distant fields.

Yang Jing turned off the car, turned around, grabbed my head, and began kissing me passionately. Her tongue, like a ravenous snake, roamed all over my mouth, then sucked on it tightly, as if trying to melt and devour it completely.

Yang Jing's hands were not idle either, roaming wildly over my body. She quickly unbuttoned my shirt, took it off, and then frantically tried to unbuckle my belt, before pulling down my trousers and underwear together.

Unexpectedly, the usually composed Yang Jing was so eager. I was thrilled and quickly helped her pull down my pants, leaving me completely naked.

I used both hands to remove Yang Jing's already unbuttoned top, and also took off her bra. Her two large, white breasts suddenly sprang out, trembling and swaying.

Then I took off Yang Jing's skirt, revealing the soft, black pubic hair between her legs, which was already covered with clear droplets.

I reclined the seat and laid Yang Jing flat on it. One hand kneaded her full breasts, while the other rubbed her vulva. Love juice kept flowing from her flower path. I used two fingers to pry open her petals, revealing a pink, fleshy little clitoris, as if it were staring at me, waiting for my caresses.

As soon as my hand touched the clitoris, Yang Jing's body couldn't help but twist, desperately responding to my hand, actively rubbing against it. I was incredibly excited, so I quickly lowered my head and started licking her clitoris with my tongue.

"Mmm...ah..." Yang Jing's plump, white buttocks writhed excitedly.

I opened my mouth and enveloped her entire clitoris, then licked it back and forth with my tongue, swirling the tip around it.

Yang Jing felt her clitoris surrounded by something warm and cried out in pleasure, "Ah...sniff...oh...mmm..."

With each lick, Yang Jing would moan and groan, her buttocks writhing and occasionally arching to meet my tongue. Her love juices gushed out like a torrent; I could see clearly that it was a clear, slightly milky-white fluid.

The happiest moment for a man is watching a woman writhe in pleasure under his teasing and caresses. It feels so good, so fulfilling.

Suddenly, Yang Jing sat up, pushed me back onto the seat, grabbed my penis with both hands, and without a word, lowered her head and took it into her mouth.

I felt her tongue swirling back and forth on the dragon's head, one hand stroking the shaft, and the other hand grasping and caressing the two dragon eggs.

The massive dragon stretched her small mouth wide open, and she sucked frantically on it, sometimes swallowing the entire head, sometimes the whole dragon, sometimes licking and kissing its body rapidly, sometimes licking its neck, all the while making alluring, seductive sounds.

I closed my eyes, fully enjoying the overwhelming pleasure, a low moan escaping my throat.

Suddenly, the dragon felt light; there were no wet lips, no warm tongue. I opened my eyes and saw Yang Jing kneeling on my chest, her slightly parted vulva facing my mouth, love juice dripping onto my face.

I knew what to do, so I grabbed her buttocks with both hands, extended my tongue to kiss her petals, licking the two plump pink labia and the glistening clitoris.

Streams of love juice flowed down Yang Jing's inner thighs onto my face, then into my mouth. I then inserted my tongue into her peach blossom cave, the tip of my tongue licking and rolling over the tender flesh inside.

Yang Jing was clearly in great pleasure, moaning and groaning with joy, her hands kneading her firm breasts vigorously, her head tilted back, her hair flying wildly, covering most of her face, making her appear mysterious and alluring. She also occasionally thrust her hips, her movements incredibly lewd.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...husband...you're licking me...it feels so good..." Yang Jing suddenly shouted, I'm sure it carried very, very far in this open field.

Her hips suddenly moved forward, covering my mouth with her entire garden, pressing tightly, and my tongue instantly entered her flower path, feeling the intense writhing and contracting inside.

I was shocked, then overjoyed. I quickly moved my tongue around inside her flower path, licking the tender flesh. Suddenly, a gush of water spurted out, so fast I couldn't react. It all rushed into my mouth, gurgling down my throat and swallowing it down.

"Ahhhhh... I... I'm going to cum..." Yang Jing threw her head back and started screaming wildly, her whole body trembling like a leaf. 01-25
Chapter 3 Liu Qiong Returns

I knew Yang Jing had climaxed, so I turned her over and placed her on the seat, then pressed down on her. My hard, erect penis immediately found the familiar entrance to her paradise. Since her entrance was completely wet, the thick head of my penis slid in easily.

"Ah... ah..." Yang Jing's entrance, which had just climaxed, was suddenly filled completely. Her flower path, which had wanted to relax, became excited again. She screamed, her legs tightly hooking around my waist.

I held Yang Jing's body in my arms, thrusting my hips wildly. My massive penis slid in and out of her flower path, pounding against her body and deep into her core.

"Ah...uh...so good...so good..." The intense pleasure stimulated Yang Jing to start moaning again, kicking her legs wildly towards the roof of the car.

I straightened up, kneeling on the seat, letting Yang Jing lie on her side with her legs together. I held her slender waist with one hand and stroked her smooth thigh with the other, thrusting violently, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes plunging deep into her core, sometimes just letting the thick head linger and tease at the entrance.

I used my sexual techniques to the fullest, driving Yang Jing to ecstasy. Her love juices gushed out like a flood, splashing everywhere when touched by my penis.

This was a completely different experience from making love at home. I could see crowds in the distance just by looking up. Being in the open, yet confined to the car, the excitement gave me an exhilarating, almost insane pleasure.

After a few hundred thrusts, I had Yang Jing stand up, spread her legs, and kneel on the back seat with her back to me, her face against the windshield. From behind, I held her large, high buttocks with both hands and thrust my thick, hard penis deep inside her. Then, I rhythmically moved my hips, making my penis move rapidly back and forth at the entrance of her vagina. I reached forward and grabbed her full breasts, kneading them.

Yang Jing felt my penis penetrating even deeper than before, each thrust hitting the depths of her core. There was a slight pain, but this pain only amplified the intense stimulation and pleasure, like waves spreading from the depths of her core throughout her body. She was going crazy with pleasure, her plump, white buttocks twisting wildly in rhythm with my movements.

Yang Jing couldn't help but scream wildly, "Ah...husband...fuck me...fuck my cunt hard...ah...no, no...enough...I want...I want your big cock..."

Yang Jing didn't know what she was saying; she just wanted to vent loudly, to tell me how she felt at that moment.

I knew that when a woman says no, that's when she needs it most, so I increased the speed of my thrusts, each thrust deeper, harder, and faster. The love juice at the entrance of her peach blossom cave had turned into white foam due to the intense friction.

"Ah..." After being thrust into by me hundreds of times, Yang Jing's body began to tremble again, her whole body stiffened, and she could no longer support herself. She slumped softly onto the seat, arching her buttocks high, her legs shaking, and she let out another wild scream.

I felt the flesh inside her flower path suddenly contract, tightly gripping my head, her core tightening and loosening, instantly gushing out a large amount of love juice with great force, violently impacting my head.

A sudden tingling sensation shot through my head, like lightning, spreading throughout my body. Then, my dragon convulsed, and pleasure instantly flooded my entire being. I knew I was nearing my climax, so I thrust a few more times, then abruptly pulled out, flipped Yang Jing over, and immediately moved my head to hers. Before she could react, I shoved my dragon into her cherry-like mouth.

My dragon throbbed violently, its head snapping against Yang Jing's upper palate, spraying a thick stream of hot semen into her mouth.

Yang Jing made a "woo-woo-woo" sound as her throat moved, swallowing all the semen. There was so much semen that her mouth couldn't hold it all, and much spilled from the sides.

I felt her tongue tightly entwine around my dragon head after she finished swallowing, squeezing out every last drop, desperately sucking at my mouth, not letting a single drop escape, until it was all gone.

Once the dragon softened, I pulled it out of Yang Jing's mouth, but she still wouldn't let go, gently biting the head of the dragon's head a few times with her teeth. The pain mixed with pleasure was incredibly enjoyable.

I straightened up, looking at the wanton Yang Jing beneath me, experiencing an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of us, a truly wonderful feeling.

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My home—

I gently stroked Chen Yidan's smooth, sweat-drenched skin, enjoying this wonderful morning. Even after more than ten minutes of climax, Chen Yidan was still softly lying on my chest, panting heavily, her heaving breasts pressing against my chest, it felt so good.

We woke up early this morning, and then we made love wildly. Since Yang Ling had just left a few days ago, I had been spending the last few days with Yang Jing, only returning home last night.

Chen Yidan hadn't made love to me for a week, so naturally she was incredibly horny. Last night, she insisted on having sex with me twice, and she orgasmed five times. This morning, she wanted more, saying it was compensation, so we made

love for two hours straight. After her third orgasm, accompanied by frantic screams, she collapsed on top of me, motionless. I was quite tired too, so I held Chen Yidan and rested quietly, feeling the deep love between us. Besides, I needed to recover my strength quickly because Liu Qiong was coming back today, and I still had to deal with her.

Yesterday, Liu Qiong called to tell me she was taking the 10:30 train today and wanted me to pick her up. Thinking of this, I quickly grabbed the alarm clock on the bedside table and saw it was already 9:30. Liu Qiong would arrive in an hour; I had to get up quickly and couldn't be late.

I nudged Chen Yidan and said softly, "Yidan, it's 9:30. Get up, we still need to pick up Xiaoqiong from the train station."

Chen Yidan shifted her body and said sweetly, "I want to lie down a little longer, I'm so tired!"

"Who told you to work so hard? Get up, we still need to eat breakfast..." I slapped her pert bottom hard.

"Ouch... you bad boy, I'll get up, I want to dress up nicely to see Xiaoqiong." Chen Yidan yelled and jumped out of bed, then went naked to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

I smiled helplessly, thinking to myself, "This guy is always like a child, I have to coerce and threaten him to do anything."

I also went into the bathroom naked. While brushing my teeth in front of the mirror, I saw many finger marks on my chest from Chen Yidan's fingers, red lines like earthworms. These were scratches from when Chen Yidan was excited during her orgasm. Chen Yidan's skin was also pink, like peach blossoms, incredibly beautiful—the beauty that comes after sexual satisfaction!

After we finished getting ready, we dressed and went downstairs to have breakfast at a roadside stall outside the community. The community is located in a densely populated area, so there are many places to buy breakfast.

Chaoshan people love to eat porridge, and some families even eat porridge all day long. I think this is a habit left over from poverty in this area.

The porridge here is indeed delicious and very unique. There are hundreds of flavors of porridge alone, making the most of this dish.

I ordered a bowl of ginkgo and fish porridge. Of course, with porridge, you have to add fried dough sticks, while Chen Yidan ordered a plate of half a plate of pork belly noodles and a small cake.

It was already 10:05 when we finished our meal. It would take at least twenty minutes to get to the train station, and we were definitely going to be late, and Liu Qiong would scold us again.

Thinking this, I quickly threw down a hundred-yuan bill, grabbed Chen Yidan, and ran towards the intersection, anxiously flagging down a taxi and telling the driver we needed to go to the train station.

But fate played a trick on us; the usually quiet road was now packed with cars. Apparently, there had been an accident on another main road, and the traffic police had temporarily closed it, so all the cars were crowding onto this road.

"Damn it! This road is so congested! Xiao Qiong is going to kill us!" I cursed, extremely anxious. "

Don't worry, it's already like this, cursing won't help," Chen Yidan reassured me.

"Are you two in a hurry?" The taxi driver, a large, imposing man, asked upon hearing our complaints.

"Yes! We need to catch the 10:30 train, could you please drive a little faster, driver?" I was willing to pay double the price. I was in a hurry, so my voice was loud.

"It's 10:12 now, I'll try my best! Hold on tight..." The taxi driver turned to us and smiled, then sharply turned the steering wheel, swerving off the highway and onto a side road.

The taxi sped along the bumpy dirt road, kicking up clouds of dust, moving at lightning speed—faster than any car I'd ever ridden in—yet it was incredibly stable, making it hard to believe it was traveling at high speed on a muddy road. This driver was clearly a master driver, exceptionally skilled.

The taxi traveled along the potholed dirt road for about ten minutes before turning onto the main road leading to the train station. By this time, all the windows were covered in a thick layer of yellow dust. The windshield wipers were on, otherwise, the road would be completely obscured.

"Alright, I think we'll get to the train station on time." The taxi driver turned around and smiled憨厚ly.

"Thank you! Could you please go a little faster, sir?" I couldn't help but urge him on.

"Screech, screech, screech..." The taxi tires screeched against the concrete road, and the taxi shot off like a wild horse, fast yet steady.

I couldn't see the road conditions on either side, but through the windshield I could still see the cars and trees rushing past. The speedometer was showing 240 kilometers per hour! Good heavens!

The car was going 240 kilometers per hour!

Just as I was marveling at the driver's superb driving skills, "screech," the taxi came to a smooth stop. The driver turned around, flashed a standard smile, and said, "We're here."

"Ugh..." Chen Yidan opened the car door, and as soon as she got out, she bent over and vomited.

"Thank you, three hundred yuan." The driver's smile was bright, like the sun in the Sahara Desert.

"It's only 10:29. Your driving skills are excellent. This 100 yuan is a token of my appreciation. Could I have your business card?" I handed the driver 400 yuan and asked.

"Thank you for the compliment. Feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything," the driver said cheerfully, handing me a business card.

"Okay, thank you very much," I said, then helped the still dizzy Chen Yidan towards the bus stop.

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"Have you seen Xiao Qiong?" Chen Yidan, holding my hand, squeezed through the crowd, standing on tiptoe and looking around.

"She's coming out, she's coming out! Look, that girl in the white sundress!" I pointed to Liu Qiong, who had just come out carrying a small bag.

"Xiao Qiong, Xiao Qiong, over here, over here!" Chen Yidan waved her arms and shouted loudly.

Liu Qiong, who had just stepped off the platform, was searching through the crowd for the figure that haunted her dreams. She scanned the area but couldn't find the familiar face. She cursed inwardly, "What's that guy up to now? I clearly told him the train was at 10:30, and he dared not come! I'll give him a good beating..."

Just as Liu Qiong was about to give up, she suddenly heard someone calling her from the noisy crowd. Looking up, she saw an unfamiliar woman, a beautiful woman waving her arms and shouting.

"I don't think I know her?" As Liu Qiong wondered, she saw the familiar figure next to the stranger and muttered to herself, "This guy, did he really find a woman while I was gone? Seeing her holding his hand so affectionately, it must be her. That big pervert, he found a woman so quickly."

"Xiao Qiong, I'm here..." I called out loudly.

"I don't care anymore, as long as Qiang-ge loves me and cherishes me, that's enough. With his amazing lovemaking skills, I can't handle him alone. Besides, that woman is very beautiful, I must get along well with her." Thinking of this, Liu Qiong smiled and walked towards us.

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"Oh my! So many people! Xiao Qiong, you've lost weight." After we walked out of the crowded station square, I looked straight at Liu Qiong and said softly.

"Yeah! I've been thinking about you every day for the past month or so, how could I not lose weight?" Liu Qiong was overwhelmed by my affectionate gaze, and naturally rested her head on my shoulder, her endless longing revealed at this moment.

"I missed you too." I said, and gently kissed Liu Qiong's small lips, and continued:

"Come, let me introduce you, this is Chen Yidan, the assistant to the vice principal of Jiacheng Experimental Middle School, and also my woman." After I finished speaking, I pulled Chen Yidan into my arms as well.

Normally cheerful and outgoing Chen Yidan seemed a little awkward, her face flushed as she struggled in my arms, saying, "Hello, you must be Xiao Qiong! You're so pretty! No wonder Xiao Qiang talks about you all the time, always asking why you didn't come sooner."

"Sister, you're too kind, you're the prettiest one..." Liu Qiong said shyly, nestled in my arms, her face red.

"Hehe! You two are both great beauties, no need to be so polite, come on, let's go home."

I had one beautiful woman on each arm, their waists slender, and laughed happily.

Chen Yidan and Liu Qiong exchanged a glance, their faces flushed with embarrassment. Ignoring the surprised looks from passersby, they happily let me hold them, laughing joyfully.

A stunningly handsome man, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, kind eyes, sharply defined features, and striking eyebrows, walked confidently down the street with two beautiful women, creating a breathtaking scene that attracted countless admiring glances from passersby.

The old man's eyes seemed to say, "Sigh! How have things become so outdated? Those two women are so shameless! Sigh! The world is going to the dogs..."

The man's eyes seemed to say, "Who is this kid? He's got such good fortune! Damn, if I could sleep with one of those women, I'd die happy."

The woman's eyes seemed to say, "That man is so handsome and stylish! Those two ugly hags are so shameless. If only he could hold me..."

"My two wives, look, so many people are watching us on the street! It feels good, doesn't it?" I said happily to Liu Qiong and the other woman.

"Yeah! It feels great. I wish we could walk like this forever." Chen Yidan said softly, a happy smile blooming on her face, making her look incredibly peaceful and pure.

"Yeah! It's so exciting! Look at those people looking so dumbfounded, it makes me want to laugh."

Liu Qiong laughed radiantly, as beautiful as a spring flower.

"Ouch!" A man bumped into a telephone pole and let out a strange cry.

"Ouch! Can't you watch where you're going?" one person bumped into another and cursed.

"Look at you, you filthy face! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!" a woman slapped her man hard and said fiercely.

"Bang..." Just then, a car crashed into the back of the car in front.

"Bang bang bang bang..." A series of car crashes followed, at least seven cars collided.

"Hahahaha..." The three of us laughed loudly, oblivious to everyone around us. I never imagined we had such great charm.

Suddenly, I saw a traffic policeman running towards us, shouting, "Stop! Stop!"

"Quick, let's go..." I quickly grabbed Liu Qiong and the others' hands, laughing loudly as we ran through a small street to another main road, then hailed a taxi and sped home.

Not long after, we were walking in the community, still laughing uncontrollably as we recalled what had just happened. Our laughter was so flamboyant that it drew strange looks from the community members.

After

this incident, Chen Yidan and Liu Qiong became very close, like sisters. From lunchtime until evening, the two women huddled together whispering, as if they had endless things to talk about, leaving me standing there.

Even while watching TV that evening, the two women snuggled together and whispered until bedtime, when their opinions finally diverged.

Chen Yidan pulled her hand away from mine and said, "Xiao Qiong, you go in! I'll sleep in the guest room."

Liu Qiong also pulled her hand away from mine and said, "Sister Dan, you and Brother Qiang go to sleep! I'm tired from the train journey today, I'll sleep in the guest room."

It was strange that these two women were so modest as to refuse to sleep with me. I swept both women into my arms again, laughing heartily, "You two, stop refusing, come on in!

Do you think I can't handle the two of you? Don't worry, I could handle a few more."

"No way! It's so embarrassing!" Chen Yidan said, her face turning red again. Today, her face seemed particularly prone to blushing; she got shy easily.

"Me neither, it's so embarrassing..." Liu Qiong's face also turned red.

Although both women had been quite wild with me in bed, they couldn't accept the idea of having sex with another woman at the same time, so they both refused to sleep with me.

"Since you two won't sleep with me at the same time, then Xiao Qiong will sleep with me tonight! Yidan has eaten enough these past few days, so she should get a good night's sleep! How about that?" I suggested.

"Okay! Let's do it, whatever Xiao Qiang says," Chen Yidan quickly said, seeing that Liu Qiong still wanted to say something.

Liu Qiong could only blush and nod in agreement. She longed to make love with Huang Qiang; it had been over a month since they had last done so. She wanted it so badly, but her womanly modesty prevented her from saying it aloud.

At home, Liu Qiong often dreamt of making love with Huang Qiang, only to wake up to find the moonlight shining on the floor. It was then that she realized how empty and lonely she felt.

"Goodnight," I gently kissed Chen Yidan's lips, my hand sneakily exploring her breasts. Her braless breasts under her pajamas were incredibly alluring.

"You bad boy," Chen Yidan playfully slapped my arm.

"Sister Dan, goodnight," Liu Qiong said softly.

"Goodnight, enjoy yourself!" Chen Yidan said with a grin, then went into the guest room.

"Xiao Qiong, let's go in and get down to business!" I said, picking Liu Qiong up and slamming the door shut behind me. I then tossed her onto the bed, pounced on her like a hungry tiger, and kissed her passionately.

Liu Qiong was extremely thirsty, and in a few quick movements, she took off both her pajamas and mine. Passionate and unrestrained, she rode me like a cow in heat, indulging in the sea of desire, enjoying the ultimate pleasure, releasing the pent-up emotions of the past month.

For a moment, the entire room was filled with Liu Qiong's wanton moans and exaggerated groans; she was completely different from her reserved and shy demeanor during the day.

I, of course, also used all my strength, thrusting wildly into Liu Qiong, sharing the joy of our union.

In the other room, Chen Yidan had a different experience. Liu Qiong's voice pierced through both doors, reaching her ears, not only disturbing her sleep but also arousing her, making her wet and burning with desire. Only when our passion subsided and the noise ceased did she drift off to sleep.

Chapter Four: The Yao Family's Request

That morning, I was having breakfast with two beautiful women when Yao Yao's parents called to invite me to their home for a casual meal. I readily agreed, saying I would be there shortly.

After breakfast, I said to Liu Qiong and Chen Yidan, "A student's parent just said they wanted to treat me to a casual meal, so you two can go shopping by yourselves later. I won't keep you company. Have fun! Qiong, here, take this two thousand yuan. Yidan can earn her own money, so I'll give her less. Here, take this one thousand."

"You're so stingy! You only gave me this little bit?" the two beauties exclaimed in unison.

"Ladies, you need to know the truth! I only earn five thousand yuan a month, and I have to give three thousand yuan to Xiaowen every month. How could I possibly have any money? Okay, I'm leaving now, bye-bye." I took out my wallet and showed it to them to prove that I really had no money, then I practically fled from home.

"Haha! We can start shopping now! I want to buy lots and lots of clothes!" Liu Qiong laughed happily.

"Hmm! But we should probably be more frugal. My husband really doesn't have much money, and he'll definitely have more women in the future. The money he earns from teaching isn't even enough for household expenses, so we should think about him and be more careful with the money he gives us, okay?" Chen Yidan was a more mature woman, and she thought things through carefully, knowing how to consider her man's feelings.

"That's right, that guy has amazing sexual prowess, and the two of us can't handle it. And then there's Yang Ling, whom we haven't even met yet! So it's settled then, from now on, we'll only use half of the money he gives us, and save the other half for my husband," Liu Qiong said after thinking for a moment.

If I were there, hearing their words would have moved me to tears. In this life, what more could a man ask for than such a caring woman?

After the bar incident, I had taken Yao Yao home, so I hailed a taxi and quickly found her neighborhood based on my memory. However, it was quite a distance, and by the time I arrived it was almost 11:30. I called Yao Yao and asked her to come pick me up.

Yao Yao, wearing a pink dress, appeared quickly. Perhaps because she was home, she was dressed casually, her hair loose over her shoulders, wearing cartoon-patterned flip-flops. The dress just reached below her knees, revealing a glimpse of her fair legs, making her look youthful and lively.

"Brother Qiang, you're here! Come on, I'll take you upstairs," Yao Yao usually called me. She smiled and walked over, her two delicate arms naturally hooking around mine, nestled close to my side. Anyone who didn't know us would think we were a couple!

Yao Yao's house was a very old brick building, probably decades old! Looking at the surrounding environment, you can tell that the people living here are all working-class people. The stairwell is piled with a lot of clutter, and we have to be careful to get through. I can even hear the voices of the residents, which sounds very familiar to me because it was the same in the countryside where I grew up. People always speak loudly like that.

Yao Yao pushed open a wooden door with peeling paint and entered her home. Sitting on the wooden sofa inside was a middle-aged man, Yao Yao's father, Yao Fuqing. Seeing us enter, he smiled warmly and called out, "This must be Teacher Huang, right?"

I quickly went over and politely extended my hand, saying, "Hello, Uncle, I'm Yao Yao's teacher. Just call me Xiaoqiang."

Yao Fuqing wiped his hands on his clothes several times before gently shaking mine, saying, "No, no, it's better to call me Teacher Huang. Please sit down." As

soon as I sat down, Yao Fuqing turned and called loudly towards the kitchen, "Honey, Yao Yao's teacher is here!"

A middle-aged woman emerged from the kitchen. The burdens of life had made her look quite haggard; her hair was disheveled, her complexion sallow, and she looked at least five or six years older than her actual age.

She was wearing an apron, holding a spatula in one hand, and had a happy, warm smile on her face. Like a mother, she greeted me, "Hello, Teacher Huang. This place is too small; please don't mind the lack of hospitality..."

I quickly stood up and said seriously, "Hello, Auntie. You're too kind. I grew up in the countryside; my family's circumstances were even worse than this..."

"Hehe! I'm so bad at talking; I've made Teacher Huang laugh. You two chat, I'm going to the kitchen. Yao Yao, come help me." Yao Yao's mother beckoned Yao Yao into the kitchen.

"Teacher Huang, we're so glad you could come to our home. Look how small our place is, and how much clutter we have. Although you don't mind, we feel guilty! Has Yao Yao caused you any trouble at school?" Yao Fuqing poured me a cup of tea and asked.

"It's alright, this kind of environment feels like home! Coming here feels like coming home, so warm and welcoming." I took a sip of tea and continued, "Thank you for raising such an outstanding young woman. Yao Yao is very well-behaved, has excellent grades, and is also very strong and independent. You can rest assured." "

It's all thanks to the school teachers' excellent education. Yao Yao is very well-behaved, but our family isn't well-off, and she's suffered a lot. Last time at the bar, we were so grateful for Teacher Huang's help; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. We are truly grateful to Teacher Huang for arranging such a good part-time job for her. She's a great benefactor to our family..." Yao Fuqing said excitedly, his gratitude overflowing.

"I'm her teacher. It's my responsibility to help my student when she's in trouble. Don't worry about it, Uncle. It's just a small matter." I quickly replied. I hate it when people express gratitude, especially to simple working people, because seeing them reminds me of my own parents.

Time flew by, and we had a pleasant chat, gaining a deeper understanding of Yao Yao. Yao Yao and her family quickly prepared the meal and invited us to sit down and eat.

The dishes were plentiful and exquisite, their aroma filling the entire room. There were six dishes and a bowl of soup—a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

Yao Fuqing was in high spirits today, bringing out his treasured wine that he hadn't touched in ten years. We drank it off, one glass after another.

"Teacher Huang," Yao Fuqing said, emboldened by the alcohol, "Yaoyao's mother and I are going abroad to work in a few days. I'm worried about leaving Yaoyao alone at home, so I'd like to ask you to help take care of her. Is that alright?" After the meal, Yao Fuqing said, emboldened by the alcohol.

"Ah! You're going abroad? What about Yaoyao?" I exclaimed in surprise.

Yao Fuqing said helplessly, "We have no choice! Yao Yao is about to go to university, and the tuition is 20,000 yuan a year. How can we afford that with our current situation? Luckily, a distant relative of mine runs a Chaozhou restaurant in France and wants us to go and help out. We were reluctant to leave Yao Yao, but thinking about her university tuition, we had to agree. The visas have already been issued, and we'll be leaving in a couple of days."

Yao Fuqing paused for a moment and continued, "This is also a good opportunity for Yao Yao to become independent. We were a little hesitant at first, but Yao Yao said it was no problem, and she recommended you as a good teacher who is willing to go to great lengths for her students, so we decided to go. Therefore, we would like to ask you to help take care of this girl when you have time."

"Don't worry about that. I will definitely take good care of Yao Yao at school, but it will be more difficult after school. My home is a bit far from here, and it's really not safe for Yao Yao to be home alone at night," I said worriedly.

"It's okay. I'm already very grateful that you agreed to take care of Yao Yao. Poor children become independent early, so there's nothing to be afraid of," Yao Fuqing said nonchalantly.

"I didn't want to go with her at first; I wanted to stay home and take care of Yao Yao. But that relative said they needed a female worker, and Yao Yao said she could take care of herself. Sigh! I'm really worried about Yao Yao," Yao Yao's mother sighed, her voice filled with helplessness.

"Dad, Mom, you can go without worry! I'll take good care of myself. You don't need to worry about me," Yao Yao said obediently, snuggling next to her mother.

I pondered for a moment and said, "It's too dangerous for a girl to be home alone every night. If your uncle and aunt trust me, why don't you let Yao Yao stay with me? That would be better for Yao Yao's studies, and you wouldn't have to worry about her all the time. You can work there without any worries."

"Okay! Okay..." Yao Yao shouted happily as soon as I finished speaking.

"How could we not trust you? We absolutely trust you. We thought so too, but we knew you were still young and worried it might be inconvenient for you, so we didn't dare bring it up. Now that you've brought it up, it couldn't be better. Yao Yao can stay with you! Our whole family is so grateful to you," Yao Fuqing said, the couple beaming with joy, their trust in me unwavering.

"Don't mention it. I have spare rooms anyway. I'll take good care of Yao Yao, like I would my own sister. Don't worry! When you come back, I'll return Yao Yao to you perfectly fine," I assured them, patting my chest confidently.

"With Teacher Huang's words, we're relieved. We're truly grateful..." Yao Fuqing and his wife stood up and bowed to me in gratitude.

"Yay! I can stay with Brother Qiang now..." Yao Yao stood up, jumping and skipping around the small living room, as happy as a little sparrow.

"Hehe! This girl, look how happy she is," Yao Fuqing laughed.

The Yao couple finally solved this major problem, a heavy weight lifted from their hearts. They were overjoyed, their faces beaming with happiness

.

Two days later, Yao Fuqing and his wife left Jiacheng City by plane, flying to Paris, France. After seeing them off, Yao Yao and I went back to her house to pack her clothes, then took a taxi back to my house.

Since I had already spoken with Liu Qiong and Chen Yidan, and they supported my plan, Liu Qiong and I would share a room, Chen Yidan would have her own, and Yao Yao would stay in the remaining room.

When we opened the door, Liu Qiong and Chen Yidan suddenly jumped out, showering us with confetti and shouting excitedly, "Welcome, Yao Yao, to the den of perverts! Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome..."

"Ah..." Yao Yao exclaimed, surprised by such a grand welcome. She instinctively threw herself into my arms, but after realizing what was happening, she blushed and pulled away, her face still beaming with happiness.

"Alright, stop fooling around, let's take Yao Yao to her room!" Seeing that the plan had worked, I had Liu Qiong and Chen Yidan lead the way, guiding Yao Yao to her room.

"Wow, it's so beautiful..." Yao Yao exclaimed, putting down the bag in her hand.

The colors and furnishings in the room were exactly her favorites, and the style was almost identical to her original room. She was so surprised by the pink wallpaper and the wind chimes on the window that she asked, "How did you know I liked these things?"

Liu Qiong and Chen Yidan smiled and looked at Yao Yao's delighted face, feeling very happy. The two girls pointed at me and said, "Your Brother Qiang asked us to do it. Go ask him!"

"Brother Qiang, how did you know?" Yao Yao jumped over and grabbed my hands, asking.

"Silly girl, didn't I visit your room? Of course I remembered it then! When I came back, I had the two of them decorate it for you. As long as you like it, that's fine." I pointed at Yao Yao's delicate nose and said.

I paused for a moment, then continued, "Alright, from now on you're part of my family. Come on, let me introduce you. Yidan doesn't need an introduction; she's the assistant to the vice principal at our school. And this is Huaqiong, a student at Jiacheng University. They're both my girlfriends. From now on, you can call them Sister Dan and Sister Qiong!"

"Hello, Sister Dan and Sister Qiong. I'm sorry to trouble you from now on," Yao Yao said politely, bowing to Huaqiong and the others.

"No, no, as long as my husband likes you, we're family. Come on, let's go out!" After Chen Yidan finished speaking, she and Liu Qiong each took one of Yao Yao's hands and left.

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From now on, I will live with three beautiful women—Liu Qiong, Chen Yidan, and Yao Yao—in one room. Because of Yao Yao's addition, our life is full of varied and lively elements, and every day is so happy and comfortable.

After nearly ten days of rest, the first day of school finally arrived. Liu Qiong went back to Jiacheng University yesterday afternoon, so this morning, Chen Yidan, Yao Yao, and I went to school together after breakfast.

The school was decorated with flowers everywhere, and the roads were much cleaner than usual, creating a festive atmosphere.

The opening ceremony was grand and solemn, attended by many important figures. Chen Yidan said it's the same every year, costing hundreds of thousands of yuan just for the ceremony. The

opening ceremony was, as usual, very tedious. Hu Chao presided over the ceremony, followed by a speech from the mayor, then the director of the education bureau, and then Vice Principal Wei Yang.

I thought it would be almost over after Wei Yang's speech, but then there were speeches from parent representatives and student representatives—it was incredibly tiresome.

"So being a leader is really tough; life is wasted on these boring meetings. And it's not just our school; which company isn't like this? Which government department isn't like this? Which country isn't like this?" I couldn't help but think to myself.

After

class, I sat at my desk, looking at the suggestions Gao Yong had given me that morning about starting a martial arts club. I must say, Gao Yong had put a lot of thought into this draft; it was very thorough. I only needed to make some minor modifications to certain principles and add a few major ones.

"Xiaoqiang, what are you looking at? You look so worried." Zou Haifeng, seeing me frowning and biting my pen in deep thought, couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Oh! Nothing. I'm thinking of starting a martial arts club at the school. What do you think?" I stopped thinking and turned to look at Zou Haifeng.

Ten days had passed, and Zou Haifeng looked even more refined, but her beautiful face was filled with melancholy, a deep melancholy. She wasn't immersed in the happiness of being in love at all. Was she unhappy? How could I cheer her up? How could I help her? I couldn't help but drift into another kind of thought.

"That's a great idea! I support you..." Zou Haifeng exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement and surprise, her face flushed slightly.

"Shh..." I put my finger to my lips, signaling her to speak softly.

I glanced around; the other teachers seemed not to have heard, their heads bowed on their desks.

I whispered, "Everything is still in the planning stages; it hasn't been approved yet! Do you have any suggestions?"

Zou Haifeng asked, "What kind of martial arts club are you planning to teach? You know, the school already has a boxing club and a Sanda club. If you don't have anything novel, it'll be hard to attract students..."

I said, "Of course I know that. I've done my research. The boxing club has less than thirty people, and most of them are students who are good at sports, mostly big guys. The Sanda club isn't much better, about fifty people. Both clubs are almost entirely boys."

I paused for a moment and continued, "My martial arts club will mainly teach Taekwondo, Wing Chun, and Tai Chi, and more than half of the members will be girls. Our motto is: to strengthen the body and learn self-defense. Our slogan is: more hobbies, more entertainment." I talked on and on, then stopped to drink some water to moisten my throat.

Zou Haifeng's eyes lit up immediately, and he said happily, "Hmm! Good idea, recruiting girls is a great idea, and the style of boxing is also good, not monotonous, and easy to learn."

"Hehe! As long as we recruit girls, I'm not afraid that the boys won't sign up." I smiled mischievously and revealed my plan.

"Ah! You pervert." Zou Haifeng already knew what I meant, and her face flushed red as she said coquettishly.

"Hehe! Girls should learn martial arts for self-defense. Society is too unsafe these days. Haven't you read the newspapers and watched TV? That perverted teenage killer raped and murdered another middle school student the other night. So our martial arts club needs to recruit more girls than boys, because girls need it more than boys." I said with a frank smile. "

That's right, there are too many perverts now, it's impossible to guard against them all. Count me in! I'll be a free instructor, only teaching girls." Zou Haifeng said with a serious expression.

Now it was my turn to be surprised and asked, "What martial arts do you know?"

"I've been learning Yue Family Boxing since I was a child, and now I'm considered to have achieved some success!" Zou Haifeng said.

"Yue Family Fist, that's an internal martial art, traditionally kept secret. How did you learn it?" I asked curiously.

"My mother is an only child, so my maternal grandfather passed it down to her. I learned it from my mother since I was little."

Zou Haifeng's eyes dimmed when she mentioned her mother, but she quickly banished the sadness.

"Great! We have another martial art now. Thank you, Haifeng." I happily picked up Zou Haifeng and spun her around a few times, grinning foolishly at her.

"Put me down, put me down!" Zou Haifeng was caught off guard and suddenly picked up by me. She felt both shy and happy, her face flushed as she playfully complained.

I quickly put Zou Haifeng down and chuckled foolishly, "Hehe! Sorry, I'm just too happy. I'll draft the proposal right away; Yidan's approval should be coming soon too."

"Then you write it! I'm going to do my own thing." Zou Haifeng looked at the handsome, charming smiling face in front of her, her heart pounding wildly, her pretty face flushed red, and she quickly took the opportunity to escape.

I wrote furiously, my thoughts flowing smoothly from my head, and the ten points for establishing the martial arts club were quickly completed.

1. Purpose: Strengthen the body and protect oneself. (Boys protect their girlfriends, girls protect themselves.)

2. Slogan: More hobbies, more entertainment. (The best relaxation and entertainment after intense studying.)

3. Membership: Recruit members widely, mainly girls. (A total of 500 members, 300 of whom should be female.)

4. Club fee: 100 yuan per person, which serves as both activity funds and a reward fund.

V. Styles of Martial Arts: Taekwondo, Tai Chi, Wing Chun, and Yue Family Boxing are all available for selection and learning. Multiple styles can be learned simultaneously.

VI. Instructors: Instructors from renowned masters, providing close-up practice. Instructors include: Ma Xiongjun (Taekwondo Association of Jiacheng City), Afei (President of Taekwondo Association of Jiacheng University), Chen Yidan (Wing Chun master), Zou Haifeng (Yue Family Boxing successor), and Huang Qiang (Tai Chi master).

VII. Activities: A grand performance will be held on the day the martial arts club is established. School-wide martial arts competitions will be held periodically, and promising athletes will be actively trained for various martial arts competitions.

VIII. Time: Training will be held every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoon in the school gymnasium.

IX. Management Team: Gao Yong will serve as president, Lai Huipin as vice president, Zhang Yaoxing as publicity director, and Huang Xiaoqian as organization director. Other officers will be elected by the members after the club has stabilized and developed.

X. Members are strictly prohibited from fighting each other or instigating fights using their martial arts skills; violators will be expelled.

Just after I finished writing the ten-point outline, Chen Yidan called to say that Wei Yang had approved the report to establish the martial arts club, everything was as expected.

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After the second period in the afternoon was the break for morning exercises, which the senior students didn't need to participate in, so I went to the classroom. The whole class was studying on their own. I called out the four officers of the martial arts club, went to the top floor, and distributed the photocopied ten-point outline to everyone, saying, "Take a good look at this. This is a summary of your opinions. See if you have any better suggestions. Discuss it, raise any questions, and if there are no problems, then you can proceed with the arrangements according to these ten points!"

The four of them read it very carefully. Zhang Yaoxing was the first to finish reading. He looked up and said with a grin, "As expected of our Teacher Huang, it's very well written. My admiration for Teacher Huang is like the endless flow of the Yangtze River, and like the overflowing Yellow River. I especially agree with the third point; it's insightful and to the point."

The other three laughed heartily. Huang Xiaoqian jokingly scolded, "Sycophant..." Then she turned to me and said, "Teacher Huang, these ten points not only cover everything we wanted to say, but also things we hadn't thought of. It's very comprehensive. I have no better suggestions."

"Teacher Huang, I think charging 100 yuan might be a bit too much, since there are many students from disadvantaged families. How about 50 yuan?" Gao Yong, whose family was relatively poor, brought this up.

"Hmm! That's a good point. I hadn't considered that. However, our club activities require a lot of money. How about 50 yuan for girls and 100 yuan for boys? With girls participating, are we worried about not having boys signing up? Hehe..." After careful consideration, I offered my suggestion.

"Teacher, you're so naughty! How could you come up with such a terrible idea?" Huang Xiaoqian and Lai Huipin said in unison, their voices as melodious as nightingales.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! Teacher Huang, I'm truly in awe of you..." Zhang Yaoxing's expression was quite exaggerated, his eyes gleaming with a lewd light, and he continued, "It seems that all I need to do as the publicity minister is play the girls' card and vigorously encourage girls to sign up, hehe..."

"Smart, you get it right away, but when you're doing the publicity, you still need to play the boys' card, otherwise you won't be able to recruit the more outstanding students. You can focus on the girls." I patted Zhang Yaoxing's head and said, truly a teachable child.

"Can we join the club for free?" Gao Yong asked.

"Of course, as long as the initial officers of the martial arts club are efficient, make contributions, and put in the effort, they can join for free." I smiled.

"Any questions?" I looked around at the four initial officers of the martial arts club and asked.

"Teacher Huang, will joining the martial arts club affect my studies? What if it does?" Lai Huipin asked, as expected of a student with a very high IQ, always getting to the point.

"Oh, right, I need to add something. Members who join the martial arts club must first ensure their grades don't drop. If joining the martial arts club causes a drop in grades, we will have corresponding penalties. If the drop is within the top five, the student will be placed on probation; if the drop is more than five, the student will be asked to leave, and the registration fee will be fully refunded." I looked at Lai Huipin with appreciation and nodded approvingly. "

That's great. It allows students to treat martial arts as a hobby while focusing on their studies. I have no doubts." Lai Huipin gazed at me affectionately with her large, watery eyes, captivated by my thoughts and demeanor.

"Good, since everyone has no questions, then you can assign your tasks and recruit more people. Each department should have at least ten assistants. You can choose these subordinates yourselves!

Cherish the power you have and don't abuse it..." I said happily to my four capable students.

"Don't worry about us!" The four of them looked at each other and smiled, saying in unison.

"Then you can go back to the classroom!" I said, and then let the four of them go back to the classroom.

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