[Urban] The Amorous Teacher (Complete) - 1-3

Episode 1 - The Woman Killer

Chapter 1: The Pain of Parting

"Qiang, you know studying abroad has always been my dream. Now that I have this opportunity, why shouldn't I seize it?" Fei Fei said with tears in her eyes, her voice still so gentle and beautiful.

My name is Huang Qiang. At this moment, I was looking at the woman in front of me with resentment. This woman, whom I had loved for four years, no, three and a half years, was now breaking up with me because she wanted to study abroad. The tears that had just stopped flowed again. I knew that no matter how I tried to persuade her, it would be useless. Our love had come to an end, and I could no longer stop her from leaving.

But I still couldn't give up. I pleaded in a slightly sobbing voice, "Fei Fei, is studying abroad really that important? You can do just as well in China! Haven't you already found a job at a company? Don't go for my sake, okay?" "No! Qiang, just let me go! Didn't you say you loved me very much? Didn't you say that the highest realm of love is to make the other person happy and fulfill their wishes? Just grant me that wish!" Fei Fei said in a soft voice.

Yes, I did say those words. They were sweet nothings I uttered with Feifei under the moonlit flowers, and now they've become the reason she dumped me. Those words pounded hard in my chest, causing me a sharp pain, leaving me speechless.

After graduation, in this rented room, Feifei suddenly told me she wanted to go abroad. I knew it was her dream, but both of our families were from rural areas and not wealthy; we simply couldn't afford it.

I asked, "Where will you get the money?" Feifei stammered, remaining silent for a long time.

After my persistent questioning, Feifei finally said, "Do you remember Chen Fugui? He's from the finance department of the business school." "Chen Fugui? Isn't that the rich kid?" I thought to myself. He was my former rival. He used to pursue Feifei, buying ninety-nine roses every day and delivering them to her dorm, but Feifei always threw them in the trash, ultimately choosing me, this poor guy.

"Did he lend you money?" I asked.

Feifei hesitated for a moment, then finally hardened her heart and said, "No, he said he'd pay for my studies abroad if I agreed to be his girlfriend." I was alarmed and immediately asked, "You agreed?" Feifei replied in a barely audible voice, "Yes!" I was almost stunned by this sudden news. It took me a while to recover, and I said in a trembling voice, "So, you're breaking up with me?" "I'm sorry, Qiang, I know this is very unfair to you, but I really want to study abroad," Feifei said, frowning.

I suddenly felt very depressed. I paced around the room like an angry lion, roaring, "Just for studying abroad, just for that little bit of money, you're going to sell our three and a half years of love? Is an 'I'm sorry' enough? Have you even thought about my feelings? What's the difference between this and selling yourself?" In the three and a half years I'd been with Feifei, I had never yelled at her so loudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Qiang, let's be friends!" Feifei cried, tears streaming down her face.

We argued all day that day, and it ended inconclusively. The next few days were the same; we'd go out together during the day, but as soon as we got back to our room, we'd start arguing. I kept trying to persuade Feifei to stay; after all, I love her. We've been together for three and a half years, living together for two. I simply can't let go of this deep bond

. Today, Feifei is leaving. Her train leaves at 4:30 PM. I silently helped her pack. For so many years, every time I come home for vacation, I'm the one who packs for her; it's become a habit.

In yesterday's argument, I couldn't persuade Feifei; instead, she persuaded me. We parted amicably and remained friends. But as I packed her clothes, remembering our happy times together, my tears welled up again.

I put Feifei's last piece of clothing in her suitcase, zipped it up, and then turned to look at her quietly. This would be the last time I saw her. She was so beautiful, so elegant, with a waterfall of long hair cascading down her shoulders.

Looking at Feifei before me, tears welled up in my eyes. Through my blurry vision, I saw Feifei walking towards me. She raised her slender, delicate fingers and gently wiped away my tears, whispering,

"Qiang, I love you! I really love you, but going abroad has always been my dream..." I held back my tears and softly said, "Don't say anymore. You still want to leave me even though you love me. I don't blame you. I only hate that I'm not capable enough to afford to send you abroad to study." "No! It's not your fault, Qiang. Let's part amicably. Let me dance for you one last time!" After saying that, Feifei walked to the computer, played Jacky Cheung's "Goodbye Kiss," and then began to dance gracefully in the small room.

This has become a habit since we started living together. Every afternoon, Feifei dances for me in the room, and I watch as she recites Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River": "Her form is like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon. Her beauty shines like autumn chrysanthemums, her elegance like spring pines. She seems like light clouds veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in the wind... Her shoulders are like those of a sculpted figure, her waist slender and graceful. Her neck is long and elegant, her skin fair and radiant. She needs no adornment, no makeup. Her hair is piled high like clouds, her eyebrows are delicate and arched. Her lips are bright red, her teeth are white and gleaming, her eyes are bright and expressive, and her dimples are charming." Quan. Her beauty was exquisite, her demeanor serene and graceful. Her gentle charm and captivating manner were evident in her words. …Swift as a flying duck, elusive as a spirit, she moved lightly across the water, her silk stockings stirring up dust. Her movements were unpredictable, sometimes precarious, sometimes serene. Her advances and retreats were uncertain, sometimes seemingly coming, sometimes going. Her glances were radiant, her face glowing like jade. Her words, unspoken, carried the fragrance of orchids. Her graceful figure made me forget to eat. I felt Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" was written specifically for Fei Fei. Back then, I read and memorized it; it was truly a pleasure. But today, I have no heart to watch her dance; my mind is filled with utter heartbreak .

I remember once Fei Fei danced while undressing, until she was completely naked, dancing for me, her breasts and hips undulating, captivating my soul.

Fei Fei would also occasionally give me seductive glances, making my blood boil, my desire burn, and my lower body immediately reacted, erecting high, making my pants look like a tent. I pounced on her, grabbed her, and took her right there and then.

That time, our passion was incredibly high; an unprecedented fervor kept us going for a long time. We spent the entire afternoon and evening making love in bed, countless times, only remembering that we stopped when we were both too exhausted to move.

Thinking about this, I suddenly realized my genitals were reacting; my penis was gradually thickening and growing, restless, like a snake searching for a hole. Its changes ignited a primal desire within me, slowly growing stronger, a fire of lust that gradually consumed me.

"The more innocent your smile, the wilder my love for you will be. In an instant, I understand that the words spoken will never come true. In the blink of an eye, I find your face has become unfamiliar, no longer the same as before. My world begins to snow, so cold that I cannot love for even one more day, so cold that even the hidden regrets are so obvious." Jacky Cheung sang with all his might. This sad song was like a bucket of ice water poured over my head, completely extinguishing my desire and instantly freeing me from the fire of lust.

"Oh my god! How could I still have such thoughts? I must be out of my mind." I patted my head, shook it, and felt ashamed for having such thoughts at this critical moment. I couldn't help but look up at Fei Fei, who was twirling around.

Feifei's slightly upturned lips revealed a faint smile, so sweet and innocent, so pure and beautiful. Yet, I suddenly felt a chill, as if I had fallen into an ice cellar. Before, when I listened to Jacky Cheung sing this song, I never found a connection. Now, I felt as if Jacky Cheung knew I would face this ordeal, as if he wrote it especially for me.

At this moment, Feifei moved with light, graceful steps, her slender waist swaying gently. Her right hand suddenly reached to her chest, gently pinching the zipper at her neckline with her thumb and forefinger. While gently twisting her waist, she slowly pulled it down, gradually revealing her snow-white breasts and tender skin. Her pure white bra was also revealed as the zipper slid down, each cup embroidered with many pink flowers, on which two playful little bees were collecting nectar.

Two bra cups tightly encased Fei Fei's proud breasts, making her already firm breasts appear even more prominent and high. Fei Fei's bust size was 34D, and she liked to wear half-length bras, so a large portion of her snow-white skin was always exposed outside.

My first time being intimate with Fei Fei was in the school dormitory. At that time, she was wearing the exact same bra. It was the first time I had seen a woman's bra so closely, and the first time I had seen a woman's breasts so closely. My excitement was overwhelming.

I felt a rush of heat to my head, and as I continued to unbutton Fei Fei's bra, blood started flowing from my nose. But I was still focused, clumsily unbuttoning her bra. Suddenly, Fei Fei screamed, and two streams of thick, red liquid gushed from my nostrils, dripping onto her bra and seeping out a crimson stain.

This incident later became a major source of embarrassment for me, and Feifei often used it to tease and belittle me.

Seeing Feifei's familiar bra, my cold heart began to thaw slowly, gradually warming up. A smile unconsciously crept onto my lips as I thought about how sweet the past was, and how cruel reality was!

Feifei's hand stopped; the zipper had slid all the way down, just below her navel, revealing her smooth abdomen and adorable belly button. Feifei's lower abdomen was smooth and firm, without an ounce of excess fat, and her cute and alluring belly button resembled a delicate little wine glass, round and smooth.

I had once used her belly button to hold red wine before getting intimate with Feifei, then I would lower my head and, like a kitten drinking water, gently lick the wine with my tongue, slowly rolling it into my mouth to savor it. During this wine-tasting process, Feifei's desire would quickly ignite, and at these times, Feifei would take my penis into her mouth, passionately sucking and swallowing it, and we would burn with passion together, climbing to the peak of sexual intercourse.

Feifei's hands slowly twisted and climbed up her shoulders, gently pulling on the sleeves of her dress. With the sway of her waist, she slowly pulled them down to the sides, revealing her delicate, chiseled shoulders. Then, she raised her hands to the sky and clasped them together

. To the rhythm of the music, she twisted her waist more rapidly, thrusting her hips more forcefully, her belly contracting and expanding, much like an Indian belly dancer. As Feifei's dancing intensified, her dress quickly slipped off her shoulders and fell to her heels, revealing her curvaceous figure. Her perfect body was finally fully displayed. She was 1.67 meters tall, with firm, cone-shaped breasts, a slender waist that could be encircled with one hand, and round buttocks like two soccer balls, currently tightly wrapped in a pair of pure white panties, appearing very elastic. Her long, slender legs were smooth and delicate, without a single flaw.

Feifei's stunning figure was enough to make any man in the world lose his mind and become infatuated, and I was no exception. Although I was very familiar with her body, arguably the person who knew her body best besides Feifei herself,

seeing Feifei's body at this moment still made me fantasize. My heart was pounding powerfully; I could clearly hear it making a loud "thump-thump" sound. The blood exchange in my heart and blood vessels became frequent, the blood flow accelerated, and my meridians expanded. A surge of desire slowly rose from my lower abdomen, and my sleeping dragon was awakened, rapidly changing.

Feifei smiled charmingly, her alluring eyes sweeping over me, shooting two captivating glances. She lightly lifted her right foot, stepping over the dress on the ground, and continued to sway her body.

Feifei's hands fell from the air, reaching behind her back. With a turn, her bra was already unhooked. She leaned slightly forward, and the bra slowly fell from her shoulders and down her arms, the movement so graceful, the posture so alluring. She pulled back her left hand and grabbed with her right, the bra slipping naturally into her grasp. She raised her hand and tossed it at me from a distance, it landing squarely on my head.

This was Fei Fei's habitual move; she liked to throw it at my head every time she unhooked her bra, regardless of how far or near I was. To ensure Fei Fei's accuracy, I once stood still and let her throw the bra at me from seven paces away. After two months of practice, Fei Fei's bra-throwing skills had reached a level of perfection, a level of mastery where she could hit my head no matter where I was.

Suddenly, my eyes felt like they'd been electrocuted, as if two currents were shooting through them—one upwards, rushing to my brain, the other downwards, reaching my limbs.

At this moment, Feifei's chest was completely unobstructed, offering a clear view. Without the restraint of a bra, her two jade-like breasts swayed like two leaping white rabbits, firm, full, and high. The two small cherries were pink, like two red agates adorning two snow-white steamed buns, incredibly alluring.

My throat made a "gurgling" sound, my Adam's apple seemed to be knotted, sealing my voice. I couldn't speak, my breathing was rapid, and I was almost suffocating. The dragon between my legs was furious, struggling incessantly, as if it wanted to burst out of my pants. The lust in my lower abdomen burned brighter and brighter, surging to my chest, about to explode.

At this moment, Feifei's smile became more and more charming, almost bewitching. Her dimples appeared, and she occasionally stuck out her fragrant tongue to lick her lips. Her eyes were shrouded in a layer of mist, hazy and dreamlike.

As the music swelled, Fei Fei danced even more fiercely, her large, full breasts constantly tempting me. She would occasionally cup them with her hands, squeezing them together, making her already deep cleavage appear even more unfathomable. My mind was now filled with images of those two snow-white mounds adorned with rosy buds.

Seeing my expression, Fei Fei giggled, a captivating laugh that could seduce my soul. She placed her hands on either side of her panties, gently pulling them down, her alluring eyes flashing with seductive electricity, her tongue licking her lips. As her hands moved down, a thick patch of soft, evenly distributed pubic hair appeared between her legs, forming a triangle.

"Boom!" A deafening roar echoed in my mind; the fire of desire within me finally exploded. Primal lust erupted like a raging torrent, unstoppable. I pounced on her, like a ravenous tiger spotting its prey, my speed and strength unprecedented.

I grabbed Feifei and opened my mouth wide to kiss her cherry-like lips, a bold and fierce kiss on her thin red lips. I thrust my tongue into her fortress, finally capturing her small, fragrant tongue, entwining it with mine, sucking and licking it relentlessly. Her tongue was small and soft, not giving in at all, tightly intertwining with mine, exchanging saliva.

My hands weren't idle either; I grasped one breast in each hand, kneading and squeezing them vigorously, feeling them change shape in my hands. Feifei's breasts were incredibly elastic, like inflated little balls, much larger than they had been two years ago, thanks to my daily massages.

These two little balls were my favorites; I loved the feeling of holding them tightly in my hands. After kneading, pinching, rubbing, and pushing for a while, I pinched Feifei's nipples with my thumb, index, and middle fingers, gently kneading them, feeling them gradually swell, slowly stand erect, and slowly harden.

I pulled away from Fei Fei's lips, my tongue moving down, licking her chin, neck, and chest, lingering on her right breast. I sucked on her nipple, my free right hand sliding over her flat stomach, past her alluring pubic area, and moving towards her lush triangle.

Fei Fei was already wet; I could feel the slippery texture. Her usually dry stream was flowing with a lot of sticky fluid, moistening her lush pubic hair, dripping into my palm. I was overjoyed and intensified my caresses and kneading.

Fei Fei couldn't help but moan, her body twisting violently, her hair flying wildly. Driven by desire, she retaliated, reaching her hand inside my shorts and grabbing my penis tightly, kneading it, occasionally moving her hands down to caress my testicles.

Feifei stroked me for a long time, and after she had satisfied her urge, she roughly tore off my shorts and then frantically tore off my shirt, leaving me completely naked. Then she suddenly squatted down, held my penis with both hands, opened her cherry-like mouth, and swallowed it whole, licking and sucking it to her heart's content, making "smacking" sounds. It was extremely lewd.

Feifei's actions made me groan involuntarily. I couldn't hold back any longer. A tingling sensation from my penis told me it wanted to enter a hole, to take the initiative.

I grabbed Feifei, threw her onto the bed, and pounced on her, kneeling in front of her. I spread her legs, thrust my hips forward, and with a "plop," my penis accurately entered her warm, moist opening, and we

became tightly joined. Feifei's warm, moist opening was filled with a soft, fleshy embrace. My penis was overjoyed and began to move rapidly, churning and swirling, sometimes in, sometimes out, splashing water here and there. The little bed creaked and groaned, singing a charming little tune.

We were filled with passion, indulging in the pleasures of love, the sorrow of separation becoming an aphrodisiac. We completely let ourselves go, swimming in the ocean of sex, constantly changing positions: the French rear-entry position, the Italian chandelier position, the inverted bell position, Zhang Guolao's backward riding donkey position… everything imaginable and unimaginable, we did it all this time. It was like a final review, a summary.

Doesn't a summary mean the end of a period of time?

Under my frenzied thrusting, Feifei moaned with abandon, her limbs flailing wildly, her hair disheveled from the violent shaking of her head, sweat pouring from her face. She was almost in a frenzy, experiencing ecstasy, wave after wave of orgasms crashing over her, each one causing a gush of vaginal fluid to flow from our tightly joined bodies, soaking a large patch of the sheets.

Finally, after six orgasms, Fei Fei's body trembled violently. Her hands gripped my waist tightly, her buttocks involuntarily shaking and responding. I excitedly increased the force of my thrusts, rising and falling dramatically, each impact producing a loud thud.

Suddenly, a torrent of fluid gushed from Fei Fei's alluring vagina, pressing down on my penis. A minute later, she finally stopped trembling, a satisfied smile on her face as she fainted. I finally couldn't hold back any longer, erupting inside Fei Fei. My penis trembled, contracting powerfully, a stream of hot semen shooting deep into her, drenching her flower core. Fei Fei only trembled unconsciously, letting out a soft "mmm."

Nearly three hours of battle had left me exhausted. After ejaculating, I could no longer hold on, collapsing onto Fei Fei and falling asleep.

When Fei Fei woke up, she opened her eyes and saw that it was already 3:30. I was lying on top of her, sleeping soundly, a slight smile on my lips, radiating the satisfaction and happiness after the passion. She gazed at me for a long time, then sighed softly, pushing me off her and letting me lie on her side.

Feifei sat up in bed, suddenly feeling sore all over, especially her lower back, which felt like it was about to break. She looked at her vulva; it was red and swollen, the two already thick labia appearing even more swollen.

"Qiang's ability in this area is amazing! Every time we're intimate, he makes me orgasm more than three times, and each time it lasts an hour and a half. Being intimate with him is so wonderful!" Feifei thought to herself, gently stroking my handsome face with her small hand, looking at me on the bed with boundless love.

Feifei loved me, but her dream of studying abroad forced her to give up this love. Going abroad had been her dream since childhood! She knew she would never find someone who loved her so much again, someone she loved so much, and perhaps never find someone who could make her orgasm every time they were intimate. Thinking of this, Feifei couldn't help but shed sad tears, but her wish to study abroad was something no one could change, no one could change it.

Feifei got out of bed, limped to get dressed, picked up the suitcase I had packed for her, quietly opened the door, glanced at me one last time as I lay on the bed, then turned away, cruelly slamming the door shut. Two streams of hot tears welled up and splashed down her cheeks. From that moment on, she lost the person she loved most, and the person who loved her most.

Actually, I woke up when Feifei pushed me away, but I pretended to be asleep. I didn't want to say goodbye to Feifei, nor did I want to see her pained expression. I couldn't do it!

When Feifei gently stroked my face, I could clearly feel her love for me, clearly feel her reluctance to let me go. A hot tear fell on my face. Feifei was crying. I had an impulse, a strong urge to get up and stop her from leaving, but I knew Feifei's personality. Once she made up her mind, she wouldn't change it. Even if I could keep her physically, I couldn't keep her heart. Isn't loving someone about wanting them to be happy? Since Feifei's mind was made up, I would grant her wish.

As Feifei got up to get dressed, my tears finally broke free and streamed down my face. I watched helplessly as Feifei picked up her suitcase and left. The moment she closed the door, I saw two lines of tears fall into the air. When the door closed, I burst into loud sobs, wailing uncontrollably.

Feifei and I clearly loved each other deeply, but we couldn't be together. There was nothing more tragic in the world than this.

Chapter Two: The Way of Taekwondo "Bang, bang, bang!" A series of loud knocks woke me up. The already flimsy wooden door wobbled precariously under the forceful pounding, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"Damn it! Who's knocking on my door so early in the morning? I don't owe anyone money!" I cursed inwardly. I played games until five o'clock last night and was exhausted. I pulled the blanket over my head and continued to sleep, whatever.

"Open the door! Open the door! Xiaoqiang, open the door!" Li Xiong's voice came from outside the door.

"What's wrong with this kid? Doesn't he have work to do?" I wondered. Despite my reluctance, I got out of bed, went over to the door, and opened the door.

"What brings you here today, Mr. Li?" I asked groggily.

"Damn it! You forgot? The Taekwondo Association is having a meeting today! Your phone was off, so I came straight to your hideout." Li Xiong punched me the moment we met.

He pointed at me and exclaimed, "You... how did you get so old?" I staggered back into the room. Li Xiong's punch was powerful, and I was tired and sleepy, so I wasn't prepared and got hit squarely. Normally, how could I have been hit by him?

I'm a fourth-degree black belt in Taekwondo! He's only a first-degree black belt.

"What are you yelling about? How am I old? You're just making a fuss!" I said impatiently.

"You say you're not old? Look at yourself, look at the mess you've made of! Hey? Where's Feifei?" Li Xiong said, pulling my arm and dragging me to the bathroom mirror.

Standing in front of the mirror, I almost didn't recognize myself. My hair was a mess, lusterless, and my beard was like hedgehog bristles covering my chin and cheeks. My eyes were dull and lifeless, and my once fleshy cheeks were sunken. My face was pale and yellowish, as if I had aged decades in an instant. It was like seeing myself thirty years from now.

I was speechless, and tears started flowing uncontrollably again. Three days—three days and I looked thirty years older! After Feifei left, I didn't leave my room. I played games day and night, chatted online all day, ate instant noodles when I was hungry, drank tap water when I was thirsty, and only slept when I was exhausted. Only in this way could I forget my sadness, prevent myself from being sad, and allow myself to fall asleep from exhaustion. In these three days, I rested for no more than ten hours.

"Xiaoqiang, what's wrong? Did something sad happen? Tell me, and see if I can help you." Li Xiong panicked when he saw me crying and quickly asked with concern.

Suddenly, Li Xiong seemed to notice something and asked, "Huh? Where's Feifei? Did she go home?" I wiped away my tears and calmly said, "No, Feifei went abroad. She went abroad with Chen Fugui." "What? She went abroad with that bastard Chen Fugui? How is that possible? Feifei isn't the kind of person who loves money! Did you two have a fight? You must have bullied her!" Li Xiong shouted in surprise and disbelief.

I don't believe Feifei is a money-grubber. Otherwise, why would she have chosen a poor guy like me? But now she's gone abroad with a rich man because I'm broke. Isn't that money-grubbery?

How could I possibly mistreat her? I love her and spoil her rotten.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Li Xiong continued rambling, "I told you so, didn't I? Feifei is so good, gentle and beautiful..." "Damn it! Why bring that up? Instead of comforting me, he's rubbing salt into my wounds. It's inhumane!" I thought angrily.

Li Xiong's words stabbed my heart like a knife, reminding me of Feifei's heartless departure. I was going crazy. I turned around and roared, "Stop talking!" I slammed my fist into the bathroom door. With a "bang," the door dented and then cracked outwards from the dent.

Li Xiong suddenly stepped back, instinctively startled by my roar. He looked at me in surprise, never expecting the usually polite Li Xiong to yell at him like that.

Li Xiong thought, "His self-control is so good! Why is he like this today? Could what he said be true? Three and a half years of love gone just like that, how can he not be heartbroken? So pitiful!" Li Xiong quickly changed the subject, saying, "Okay, I won't say anymore. Hurry up and wash up. The competition officially starts at ten o'clock, and it's already past nine. It won't be good to be late!" My excited mood finally calmed down. Hearing about the competition, a wave of shame suddenly welled up in my heart. How could I be so unable to control myself? The spirit of Taekwondo emphasizes courtesy, righteousness, integrity, shame, self-discipline, patience, and perseverance. It not only requires training the strength of the feet and fists, but also cultivating the spiritual qualities of "the Way." The black belt is not a crowning of personal honor, but a responsibility, a practitioner and maintainer of martial arts. The black belt represents fighting techniques, but even more so, it represents the attitude of being a person. And I'm supposed to be a master!

"Da Xiong, I'm sorry, I lost control a bit," I said softly.

"It's okay, it's okay, hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth! Get yourself together," Li Xiong laughed, and then pushed me into the bathroom.

Li Xiong is my good friend. He studies finance and is classmates with that bastard Chen Fugui. Li Xiong's father owns a large company, so he's naturally the heir. During his senior year, he went to help out at his father's company—a sort of internship! He started from the bottom, accumulating experience and qualifications for future management. He's not exactly a spoiled brat.

Li Xiong and I met through Taekwondo. It was the first semester of our sophomore year. I was already the president of the Taekwondo Association, frequently leading members in performances at large school events to promote the association and show students the boundless charm of Taekwondo kicks and its benefits for fitness, health, and self-defense.

That semester, the association, which originally had only about fifty members, exploded to over two hundred. I can say I was the biggest contributor to the Jiaxing University Taekwondo Association; I made it flourish and thrive at Jiaxing University.

Li Xiong was a troublemaker at school, always bullying classmates because of his martial arts skills. When he saw me advertising Taekwondo and being the president of the Taekwondo association, he came to provoke me, speaking rudely. I endured it all, but finally couldn't take it anymore and accepted his challenge. In the school's martial arts hall, I personally went to fight him one-on-one.

I had been practicing Taekwondo since my first year of high school, and by my second year of university, I was a second-degree black belt. However, my skill level had reached third-degree black belt. Li Xiong's fancy moves were only good for intimidating ordinary students; he was no match for me.

Li Xiong immediately launched a fierce attack. I flipped over his head and delivered a powerful low kick, knocking him to the ground. Of course, I controlled my strength perfectly, knocking him down without injuring him. In the next round, we stood face to face. Just as he was about to raise his leg, I delivered a front kick, my foot already firmly in front of him, controlling him completely.

Li Xiong was unconvinced and demanded a rematch. We were still standing face to face. This time, as he was about to attack, I delivered a front kick, striking him before his fist could even form. No matter how Li Xiong tried to attack, I was always there, firmly controlling him. Li Xiong completely surrendered on the spot.

Later, Li Qiang wanted to join the Taekwondo Association and personally approached me to request membership and ask for my personal instruction. Under my grueling, hellish training, Li Xiong skipped classes every day to practice diligently, his skills improving rapidly. He completed chapters one through eight of the "Taeguk Zhang" in a year. After another year of my guidance, he finally passed the dan ranking exam in his first semester of senior year, becoming a black belt, first dan.

It was during that considerable period that Li Xiong and I became best friends. Strictly speaking, I was his teacher! At first, he called me "Master," but later, as we became closer, he started calling me "Xiao Qiang." I didn't mind and let him call me that. Even so, he still respected me and was even a little afraid of me.

Li Xiong walked around my room and saw that the furnishings were a mess, dirty clothes were scattered everywhere, two smelly socks were hanging on the back of a chair, and a large sandbag with a bright yellow buffalo hide was hanging in the corner. It looked quite sturdy.

"Isn't this the one Xiao Qiang bought two years ago before he rented this room? This sandbag was a big help during my hellish training back then!" Li Xiong thought nostalgically. Seeing the sandbag, he couldn't help but get excited. He stomped his right foot on the ground, turned his body ninety degrees to the right, and kicked out with his left leg in an arc. "Thwack!" His left heel slammed hard into the sandbag.

With a "whoosh," a bunch of sand suddenly flowed out of the sandbag.

"Huh? How did it break? Has my skill improved? To kick this leather sandbag, you'd need at least 800 kilograms of force." Li Xiong thought excitedly. He went over to examine the tear in the sandbag, only to find that it had only ever had a small crack; he hadn't actually kicked it open. He had simply enlarged the crack.

"This kid's skill has improved a lot again. He's become so powerful in just two weeks," Li Xiong thought to himself. He stroked the crack in the sandbag, closed his eyes, and tried to feel the force of his kick.

I came out of the bathroom and saw Li Xiong strangely touching the sandbag. I laughed and asked, "What's wrong, Xiong? I didn't realize you were so attached to that sandbag! You look so excited, is it really necessary to be so affectionate?" Li Xiong turned around and saw me. I was handsome and dashing, 1.78 meters tall, with a clean-shaven beard that gave me a particularly masculine air. My eyes were clear and bright, my muscles were strong and powerful, my abs were bulging, and my legs were long, exuding boundless energy.

"Xiong, why are you staring at me like that? It's like you don't know me," I asked, amused.

"This guy is definitely a womanizer!" Li Xiong thought to himself, staring at me strangely for a while, then feigning surprise, "Wow! Clothes really do make the man! Three parts looks, seven parts dressing up. Look, you look much more energetic and handsome now that you've dressed up." I had just come out of the bathroom, wearing only trousers and shirtless. Where did I get any clothes or dressing up? This kid is clearly talking nonsense.

"Damn! You've known me for a while now. I've always been this handsome! How do people describe me? A man of exceptional talent, vast knowledge, universally loved, dashing, invincible, a social trendsetter, a heartthrob who captivates countless girls, a leading young man who guides societal trends!" I said proudly.

"Xiao Qiang, when did your punching bag get torn? It's only been two years and it's already torn? Is this still a brand name product?" Li Xiong quickly changed the subject.

I was rummaging through my drawers, finding a t-shirt, putting it on, and said casually, "I accidentally tore it a couple of days ago while practicing kicks, doing a double kick combo. Okay, let's go!" Today is the Taekwondo Association's last gathering this semester, a farewell party for graduating seniors and an assessment meeting for members. As the honorary president, I have no reason not to attend. I led the Taekwondo Association for two years, during which time it developed significantly, becoming the largest club at Chiayi University.

Last year, when I entered my senior year, I had to step down as president due to my busy internship schedule. A junior student, Afei, a basketball major in the sports college, became president, and I was elected honorary president by the members. Unable to refuse, I reluctantly accepted this honorary title.

Starting in the second semester of my sophomore year, I rented a house off-campus with Feifei. It was an old-style house near the school, very convenient for getting there; it only took half an hour by bus. As soon as

I went downstairs, I saw Li Xiong's Audi A6 parked in the courtyard. I really envied him for being born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His father bought him this car right after graduation, and he was promoted to deputy manager of the administration department.

A good car is different! It was very comfortable, completely smooth, even when turning at high speed, it was still very stable, without any feeling of centrifugal force causing imbalance. Damn, when I have money, I'll get a nice car to play with.

Li Xiong parked the car, and we walked towards the school's martial arts hall. Several flower baskets and balloons were placed at the entrance of the martial arts hall, and a few beautiful female members stood as greeters, all indicating that today's meeting was important.

When the female greeters saw me arrive, they excitedly surrounded me, shouting,

"Brother Qiang! Brother Qiang is here!" "Wow! Brother Qiang looks so handsome today!" "Brother Qiang, come on, let me show you in!" Li Xiong chuckled beside me, "Ladies, don't I look handsome today?" Li Xiong was wearing sunglasses, a black suit jacket over a white shirt, and black leather shoes—a pretty cool look.

One of the beautiful women innocently asked, "Brother Qiang, is this brother your bodyguard?" I thought to myself that this woman was so cute that I couldn't help but burst out laughing, even though I tried hard not to.

Li Xiong's lingering smile froze on his face, like he had just stepped in dog poop; his face turned incredibly sour, and he was so embarrassed he wanted to buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

A beautiful woman who recognized Li Xiong quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Brother Xiong, I'm sorry, Xiaohong only joined this semester and hasn't seen you before. Please don't take it personally." Then she said to Xiaohong,

"This is Brother Xiong, he's a master in our association! A first-degree black belt." Xiaohong blushed upon hearing this. Hearing that Li Xiong was a first-degree black belt, she immediately looked at him excitedly, her face flushed, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Xiong..." Li Xiong's frozen smile immediately blossomed like a spring flower, and he waved his hand smugly, laughing, "Hehe! It's alright, ignorance is no excuse!" But the beautiful woman who introduced him suddenly added, "He's Brother Qiang's prized student!" Li Xiong's face, which had just regained some color, suddenly turned pale again, as if a blooming spring flower had withered in the frost and snow. His facial muscles twitched, his excitement reaching its peak.

"Damn it! What bad luck to run into these people today!" Li Xiong thought to himself.

I laughed heartily, stretched out my left arm, put my arm around Li Xiong's shoulder, and said smugly, "Good disciple, come on, let's take our seats." Li Xiong lowered his head and followed me into the martial arts hall, looking dejected.

The martial arts hall was already packed with people; nearly half the seats on all four sides were occupied. Afei had told me that the Taekwondo Association had gained another hundred members this year, bringing the total membership to nearly five hundred.

When Afei saw me come in, he waved vigorously from the stage and shouted, "Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang, over here, come sit over here!" Liu Qiong, the head of the publicity department standing next to Afei, also waved slightly to me, a charming smile on her face, radiating boundless spring-like warmth.

I smiled slightly and waved back, indicating that I had seen her, and then walked over with Li Xiong.

On the stage, besides some Taekwondo Association officers, the association's coaches were all seated. The head coach, Ma Xiongjun, was the vice dean of our school's School of Physical Education and also a coach of the city's Taekwondo Association, a fifth-degree black belt.

When I was vigorously promoting Taekwondo, Ma Xiongjun strongly agreed with my approach. So when I asked him to be our instructor, he readily agreed, happy to provide us with some technical guidance. The other instructors were all invited by him from the city association. It can be said that he has contributed greatly to the development of our Taekwondo association and helped us a lot. We have a mentor-student and friend relationship. After

greeting the instructors, I walked towards the seat with my name on it, but Liu Qiong excitedly pulled me, insisting that I sit next to her.

Liu Qiong said coquettishly, "Brother Qiang, come, sit here. I have some questions to ask you." I smiled wryly at Afei. There was nothing I could do; everyone knew that Liu Qiong had a crush on me.

Seeing this, Li Xiong also came over, leering, "Beautiful lady, how about I sit next to you?" He had a lewd grin on his face, sticking out his tongue and tossing his head, making the ugly face of a wolf seeing a lamb.

"Go away, go away, go cool off somewhere else. Qiang-ge and I have a secret to discuss, and outsiders aren't allowed to eavesdrop," Liu Qiong said fiercely.

Li Xiong shrugged, spread his hands, and made a helpless and innocent expression before obediently sitting down on the other side.

Chapter Three: The Lovers' Corridor I carefully observed Liu Qiong. Her long, flowing hair was tied back with a purple ribbon, making her look smart and capable, quite different from her usual ladylike image. She wore a pinkish-yellow t-shirt, her breasts full and round, and dark blue athletic shorts, revealing her fair and slender thighs, smooth and delicate. She wore sneakers, with flesh-colored stockings peeking out from her ankles. Today, she wore no makeup, looking fresh and natural, like a lotus emerging from the water under the morning sun, appearing very youthful, lively, and energetic.

Liu Qiong displayed a charming smile, her cherry-red lips slightly parted, exuding an alluring quality. Two small dimples were deep around her mouth, making her extremely cute.

How come I never noticed how beautiful and charming Liu Qiong was before? I shook my head, suddenly realizing that it was a mistake to only see Fei Fei's beauty and ignore the beauty of other girls. I had given up the whole forest for one tree, the whole grassland for one blade of grass, and all the women in the world for one woman—what a terrible mistake!

Thinking about how I cried so much and was heartbroken for a woman, it was truly wrong of me! Fei Fei leaving me, I should feel fortunate! From now on, I am free, I can have the whole forest and the whole grassland.

"Brother Qiang, it's been so long since I've seen you, I missed you so much! When will you give me some pointers again?" Liu Qiong said affectionately, linking her arm with mine, not at all shy, looking like a happy little woman.

Liu Qiong's words woke me from my reverie. How could I have such thoughts? I patted my head, feeling strange about my own thoughts. I had always considered myself a peerless romantic, faithful to one person, affectionate but not promiscuous, charming but not vulgar, and appreciative of beautiful women.

I immediately felt myself surrounded by a dozen pairs of eyes, mostly envious and jealous. It turned out Liu Qiong had many suitors. Luckily, I was somewhat famous at school, known as the top fighter at Jiada University, otherwise I'd definitely be getting beaten up all the time.

Suddenly, a tingling sensation spread through my arm; a warm, soft mass of flesh pressed tightly against it.

I turned to look at Liu Qiong, who was pressed close to me. Beneath her arched eyebrows were a pair of large, watery eyes, brimming with affection. Her small lips were tightly pursed, rosy and alluring, and a deep cleavage was visible beneath her fair neck, the white flesh of her breasts dazzlingly bright. My breath caught in my throat, and a surge of male desire slowly began to rise in my mind.

"Quiet down, everyone! The assembly is about to begin!" Afei stood up and announced loudly. Instantly, the previously noisy martial arts hall fell silent. Afei continued, "Today is the last assembly of this semester. The agenda has two main parts. The first is to bid farewell to the graduating seniors and wish them all the best in finding their ideal jobs and passing their graduate school entrance exams. The second is to assess the members' progress over the past year. The first program is a Taekwondo performance. Please welcome the Kamikaze Performance Team!" With a powerful shout, ten performers dressed in Taekwondo uniforms jogged into the arena. Judging from their belts, they were all third-degree brown belts. As soon as they entered, they each demonstrated various leg techniques, such as front hook kicks, stationary single-leg four-way round kicks, round kicks followed by reverse round kicks, round kicks followed by sliding leaps, and round kicks followed by back kicks, etc. Their leg techniques were clean, crisp, fast, and powerful, and their shouts were resounding.

It was the loud shouts of these performers that saved me. Liu Qiong kept writhing and squeezing me, and the seed of desire in my heart was about to grow into a tree. My penis swelled rapidly, and my pants were already slightly bulging.

Liu Qiong chuckled and whispered in my ear, "Brother Qiang, you're blushing." Her breath was fragrant, and the warm breath she exhaled hit my ear, making it tingle and itchy. The desire that had just subsided suddenly surged up again.

I quickly focused on watching the performance. The Kamikaze troupe was kicking wooden boards. Three members each held a wooden board stacked on top of each other. One member touched the ground with his left foot, suddenly leaped into the air, and kicked the bottom board with his right foot. Then, with a spin, he kicked the top board with his left foot. His movements were fast and his legwork was perfect, winning rounds of enthusiastic applause. I mechanically clapped my hands to distract myself.

But I couldn't calm down, I just couldn't concentrate. The desire in my heart wouldn't be extinguished this time; instead, it burned even brighter. I glanced at Liu Qiong, quietly left the podium, and slipped out of the martial arts hall.

The summer wind blew fiercely, carrying scorching heat. The earth felt like a steamer. The marble in front of the martial arts hall reflected the blazing sun, dazzling and making my head spin. The rising heat made my feet burn, it was unbearable.

I quickly fled this place and walked onto a tree-lined path. The Bauhinia trees planted on both sides of the path were twenty or thirty years old, tall and lush. The sun couldn't penetrate them, only letting dappled light filter through the gaps between the branches. How cool it was here! A gentle breeze rustled through the branches, making a "whoosh, whoosh" sound, naturally bringing a sense of coolness to my heart. I opened my arms, embracing the enchanting breeze, closed my eyes, and my nose twitched as I desperately breathed in the fresh air.

Liu Qiong had always loved Huang Qiang—not just a casual liking, but a deep and unwavering love. However, Huang Qiang was a hopeless romantic, his eyes only on Yao Feifei, never paying her any attention. Although she frequently created opportunities to get close to him, tried to seduce him, and even entertained the idea of becoming his mistress, Liu Qiong was willing to do anything to be with him. Yet, even this humble desire never succeeded.

Liu Qiong was a year younger than Huang Qiang. In her sophomore year, she joined the Taekwondo Association as the head of the publicity department, working alongside Huang Qiang to promote the association and making significant contributions to its expansion.

After a year together, Liu Qiong fell deeply in love with Huang Qiang. He was not only handsome and charming, but also academically excellent, a prominent figure on campus, and had published numerous novels and papers. He had led his school's debate team to first place in the National College Debate Competition, demonstrating great decisiveness and dedication. Most importantly, he was a Taekwondo master with exceptional talent, superb leg techniques, and immense strength—the top Taekwondo practitioner in the association.

Huang Qiang was Liu Qiong's idol; he had completely captured her heart, leaving no room for anyone else.

A few days ago, Liu Qiong went to the airport to see off a close female classmate. She happened to see Huang Qiang's girlfriend, Yao Feifei, walking intimately with a man while dragging her luggage. She recognized the man; he was also a student at Chiayi University, a wealthy young man who often drove around campus in a BMW.

Liu Qiong went over to greet him. Yao Feifei, knowing Liu Qiong's feelings for Huang Qiang, told her about her breakup with him and asked her to take good care of him. Overjoyed, Liu Qiong thought her chance had finally arrived. So, she began to seduce Huang Qiang, using her ample breasts to press against him, finally igniting his desire.

When Liu Qiong saw Huang Qiang blush, she felt a surge of triumphant joy. Later, seeing Huang Qiang leave the martial arts gym, she knew she was only one step away from success. Overwhelmed with joy, she then quietly slipped out of the gym under the pretext of going to the restroom.

Liu Qiong walked out of the martial arts hall and saw me walking slowly along the tree-lined path towards Jiaming Lake. She quickly called out, "Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang, wait for me!" I rarely had such a peaceful and tranquil mood. Breathing in the fresh air of the school, I strolled and admired the beautiful campus. I wouldn't have many opportunities to come here after I started working. Suddenly, I seemed to hear someone calling me. I turned around and, oh my god! That alluring Liu Qiong was following me again. It seemed she was determined to have me today. I wasn't going to pass up such a delicious meal. I decided to take this fiery little girl today. I didn't want to live for one tree anymore.

Liu Qiong jogged up to me, her hands naturally wrapping around my left arm. She leaned her head gently against me, breathing slightly. Her large, full breasts rose and fell like mountains. My gaze was fixed on them. "Mountains like a gathering, waves like raging" was the perfect description of her breasts at that moment. I suddenly felt my blood rush, my heart race, and my desire reignited.

"Brother Qiang, why did you come out? Wasn't the performance good?" Liu Qiong raised her face, saw the burning desire in my eyes, and asked in a deliberately coquettish voice.

I thought to myself, "You know perfectly well! Humph! It's all because you teased me." But I couldn't directly say that she was the one who caused it, so I could only vaguely say, "Well! The performance was quite good, but it was too hot inside, and it made me feel uncomfortable all over, so I came out for some fresh air. What about you? Why did you come out too?" "Me? When I saw you weren't here, I lost interest in watching, so I came out to find you, to see what you were doing. You actually left me behind and came out to play by yourself. You're so heartless, humph!" Liu Qiong pouted her red and alluring lips and said coquettishly.

"No, I just came out to clear my head and look at this beautiful campus. It's so peaceful here! It'll be hard to find such a tranquil life after I enter society. Society is noisy and complicated, full of materialism; you can easily get caught up in it. Come on, let's sit by the lake," I suggested, then gently pulled my left hand away from Liu Qiong's tightly clasped hands and wrapped it around her waist from behind.

Liu Qiong was tall and slender, her waist as thin as a willow branch. My hand could feel that her waist had no excess fat, firm yet supple, and felt wonderful to the touch.

When my hand touched her waist, a blush rose on Liu Qiong's face, her rosy cheeks like a bright red apple—I really wanted to take a bite.

Liu Qiong was overjoyed and extremely excited, a happy smile spreading across her face. She leaned her head against my chest, looking completely blissful, and looked incredibly beautiful. Indeed, a woman nourished by love is the most beautiful.

Jiaming Lake, covering twenty acres, was originally a reservoir. The site of Jiaming University was once a vast expanse of paddy fields, and the reservoir was used for irrigation. After Jiaming University was established on this location, the reservoir was enclosed, transforming it into a large lake, one of the university's four major scenic spots, and considered one of the two most beautiful lakes alongside Peking University's Weiming Lake. Jiaming Lake is surrounded by mountains on two sides, covered in lush trees, their reflections shimmering in the water, creating a particularly beautiful landscape.

This area is a popular gathering place for couples on campus. Every evening, the lakeside promenades are filled with loving couples, earning it the nickname "Lovers' Corridor" among Jiaming University students. Feifei and I used to frequent this spot. It

's still morning now, and most of the seniors have already left. Students from the other three years are still taking final exams, so there aren't many couples by the lake at this time. They sit in twos and threes on benches under the shade of trees, some kissing, some embracing, and some flirting.

I put my arm around Liu Qiong's slender waist, looking every bit like an intimate couple, and stepped onto the dam of Jiaming Lake. The entire lake stretched out before us. The weeping willows along the Lovers' Corridor swayed gently in the breeze, like beautiful women dancing gracefully. A few couples sat on the stone benches beneath the willows.

"Brother Qiang, let's find a place to sit!" Liu Qiong suggested.

"Okay." I put my arm around Liu Qiong and walked down the dam, found a stone bench, and sat down. I exclaimed, "This place is so beautiful! Look, the weeping willows by the lake, the gentle breeze in the mountains, the shimmering water and mountains—it's practically a paradise on earth." "Brother Qiang, am I beautiful?" Liu Qiong asked sweetly, her expectant eyes fixed on me, as if trying to pierce my heart.

"Hmm… well…" I hesitated deliberately, not giving an answer.

"Ugh, am I pretty or not? Do you have to keep 'hmm'ing for so long? Am I not pretty enough?" Liu Qiong was getting impatient. She started by being coquettish, but her voice lowered, sounding a little insecure, afraid I'd give her an answer she didn't want to hear.

I looked at Liu Qiong, so close to me. I'd known her for almost two years, but I'd never seen her this close before. Her long, lustrous hair emitted a faint fragrance, tied up with a purple ribbon, flowing like a ponytail.

Liu Qiong had an oval face with soft lines. Her features were perfectly proportioned, delicate and elegant, and well-matched. Her large, watery eyes were like pools of spring water, lively and expressive, as if about to overflow. Her eyelashes were long and black, captivating with every blink. Her nose was high and delicate, her lips full and rounded, and her chin perfectly rounded—she was undeniably a great beauty.

"Brother Qiang, what's wrong? Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me like that?" Liu Qiong's cheeks flushed red, and she quickly covered her face with her hands, looking shy and charming, with a unique allure.

I chuckled and gently pried open Liu Qiong's hands covering her face, saying, "Beautiful, so beautiful! My little Qiong is gorgeous." Then I took her small hands and gently stroked them, saying, "Look, your little hands are so beautiful, your slender fingers are like spring onions, I really want to take a bite." As I spoke, I brought them to my lips and gently kissed them.

Liu Qiong blinked, overjoyed, and asked in a soft voice, "Brother Qiang, is what you said true? You can't lie to little Qiong!" Liu Qiong's shyness greatly moved me, and I felt extremely tender towards her. I gently pulled her into my arms and whispered in her ear, "Of course it's true, little Qiong is not only beautiful, but also very cute, I like her very much." After saying that, I gently kissed her earlobe.

Liu Qiong was overjoyed and buried her head in my chest, hugging me tightly. Her full breasts pressed against me, rubbing against my chest with her pounding heart, stimulating my nerves.

Liu Qiong's neck was fair and delicate, appearing even whiter against her pale yellow clothes. Her back was shapely, her waist slender. Because she was hugging me, her top was lifted up, revealing a section of fair, smooth skin, as white as snow. Her buttocks were small and pert, tightly wrapped in her athletic shorts, the belt slightly protruding, revealing a glimpse of her underwear, its bright red color like fresh blood.

My primal desires suddenly surged again, my blood rushed, my heart pounded, my veins throbbed, and my lust burned fiercely. My limp penis, as if sensing my desire, rose up, quickly swelling, thickening, hardening, and lengthening. I gently raised my hand and placed it on Liu Qiong's pert buttocks, caressing them freely, feeling her firm and powerful buttocks.

Excited by Huang Qiang's praise, Liu Qiong hugged him tightly, thinking, "He finally accepts me! He accepts me!" Her heart raced with excitement. She held him close, feeling his broad, strong chest and inhaling his distinctive masculine scent. Suddenly, she felt something pressing against her arm under his pants, growing harder and larger until it ached. Then she felt Huang Qiang's hand on her buttocks, a tingling sensation she'd never experienced before spreading through her. It felt so good!

Liu Qiong lifted her head, seeing Huang Qiang's face flushed, his breathing heavy, his eyes burning with desire. Secretly delighted, she couldn't help but move her lips to his.

I was enjoying the sensation of caressing her beautiful buttocks when I saw Liu Qiong lift her head, her face flushed, her eyes hazy with desire, her rosy lips pressing closer. I couldn't resist kissing her full lips, tightly holding them and sucking on them. Suddenly, a soft, fragrant tongue emerged from her tightly closed red lips and slipped into my mouth. Her delicate, nimble tongue sent a jolt through my mind, and I involuntarily took it in and began to suckle. A muffled yet incredibly alluring moan escaped Liu Qiong's throat.

My hand moved from Liu Qiong's beautiful buttocks, slowly stroking upwards along her arm, its smooth texture against my skin. My hand reached her delicate shoulder, then slid down her back, stopping at her waist, and slipped inside her clothes, gently caressing her smooth abdomen.

Liu Qiong's body trembled slightly involuntarily, but her cherry lips remained tightly gripping my tongue. As she trembled, my hand had already climbed from under her bra to her breasts, grasping one full and incredibly elastic peak.

Liu Qiong let out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling violently, her skin flushing, her temperature rising rapidly. The unprecedented pleasure made her involuntarily stop sucking my tongue, focusing solely on the experience.

My large hands became even more unrestrained, skillfully teasing Liu Qiong's full breasts, kneading, pinching, and rubbing them with every possible method. When my hand first reached her breasts, I didn't touch her nipples. Now, her nipples slowly swelled, rapidly growing and erect from her breasts. I gently pinched the buds, about the size of soybeans, and twisted them, feeling them slowly harden from soft.

"Mmm...so hot," Liu Qiong sat up, unable to suppress a moan. Her beautiful, watery eyes blazed with burning desire. Her virginal passion had been completely aroused. She reached over and placed one hand on my crotch, stroking my sensitive area through my pants.

"Brother Qiang, yours is so big!" Liu Qiong said seductively, her eyes glazed.

"Mmm! Do you like it? You'll see it gets even bigger later." I said softly, a sense of pride rising within me. Most men feel proud and excited when someone praises their manhood, and my dragon isn't just bragging; it's sixteen centimeters long and as thick as my thumb and middle finger together. I think any woman would find it irresistible and would love it without hesitation!

"Mmm! I like it, I like Qiang-ge's." Liu Qiong murmured shyly, her hands slowly unzipping my pants and pulling down my underwear, feeling its size and heat.

"I'm glad you like it. I like your big breasts too." I vigorously rubbed Liu Qiong's large, full breasts, expressing my thoughts in the process.

"Mmm!" Liu Qiong couldn't help but groan loudly, suddenly leaning her head weakly against my shoulder, breathing into my ear, "Qiang-ge, let's find a secluded place! I want to give myself to you..." Her voice was so soft at the end, like a mosquito's buzz, but I still heard it clearly.

By this time, I was burning with desire. My large hands kneaded Liu Qiong's full breasts vigorously, and I gently kissed her lips. I nodded quickly and said, "Yes! I want you too. Come with me, I know a very secluded place." (
Chapter 4, Grassland Romance, January 25) The place I was talking about was by Jiaming Lake, nestled deep in the dense forest. There was a place with lush green grass, hidden by thick vines, and waist-high wild grass near the lake. You could see the Lovers' Corridor from there, but you wouldn't be discovered. It was a beautiful and secluded place.

Back then, Feifei and I both loved hiking. Every Saturday, we would go hiking and explore, taking paths no one had ever walked before. That place was discovered during one of our adventures. Later, Feifei and I went there many times. Whenever we were making love in the Lovers' Corridor and our desires were aroused, we would secretly go to that place to be intimate.

In broad daylight, in the wild meadow, you can see beautiful scenery without being discovered—that's the most exciting and novel thing. Every time we're here, Feifei and I are filled with the greatest passion.

I pulled Liu Qiong quickly through the Lovers' Corridor, ran up the hillside, through the dense forest, and into the depths of the vines, until we reached the meadow deep in the woods.

As soon as we entered, Liu Qiong immediately hugged me tightly, her cherry-like lips pressed against my face, quickly searching for my mouth, then pressing tightly against my lips, leaving no gap. She swiftly stuck out her delicate tongue, inserted it into my mouth, found my tongue, and eagerly intertwined and sucked on it. Her small hands roamed over my back and chest, far more passionate than I had imagined.

Of course, I wasn't going to be outdone, and responded enthusiastically. I reached my hands under Liu Qiong's back, slipped them under her t-shirt, and gently unhooked her bra. Then my hands moved to her full, firm breasts, grasping them tightly and kneading them vigorously, occasionally pinching her nipples with my fingers.

Under my caresses, Liu Qiong's body writhed violently, emitting seductive moans. Her hands moved down from my chest, touching my crotch, gently unzipping it, and slipping her right hand inside to pull down my pants and underwear. I felt a chill in my groin; my erection was completely exposed.

My erection struggled to stretch as much as possible, breathing in the fresh air, as if wanting to shout with joy, when suddenly it was tightly grasped by a soft little hand, then turned and manipulated. The warmth from the little hand excited it, causing it to quickly rise, feeling incredibly good.

I slid my hands down, grabbed the hem of Liu Qiong's t-shirt, and quickly pulled it off, throwing it on the ground. Her bra, which I had unhooked, hung loosely on her chest, vaguely revealing two large, round, and proud breasts, exuding a strange allure.

I slowly pulled down Liu Qiong's bra, and her two jade-like breasts bounced gently, gradually being fully exposed before my eyes. Her snow-white skin was flushed with rising body temperature, and her two high, firm breasts were white with a rosy tint, tender and beautiful, and incredibly large, probably a 35D! The round jade-like breasts were like two balls, even larger than Fei Fei's, and it was difficult for my two hands to fully grasp them. The two bright red buds were like two red agates, adorning the snow-white peaks, the red and white contrasting, making them appear even more vibrant and tempting, truly worthy of a virgin's buds.

A sweet, milky fragrance emanated from between Liu Qiong's breasts, refreshing and intoxicating. I inhaled deeply, forcefully twitching my nose, savoring the virginal scent. The aroma lingered in my nostrils.

Suddenly, I lowered my head, pressing my face between Liu Qiong's breasts, inhaling and sucking intensely. Then I moved to her left breast, rubbing and licking it vigorously, before taking her pink nipple into my mouth and sucking on it with abandon.

Under my assault, Liu Qiong emitted endlessly seductive moans and cries, filled with desire and pleasure. Her muscles tensed, and her hands gripped me tightly.

My hands continued to move downwards, slipping under the waistband of Liu Qiong's shorts, then pulling them down forcefully to reveal her bright red panties. A large patch of her panties at her vulva was already soaked, with moisture seeping out. It seemed she was already aroused.

I knelt down and pulled Liu Qiong's panties and shorts down to her heels. A lush patch of pubic hair covered a slightly raised mound, the hair at the entrance glistening with dew, incredibly alluring. I reached out and gently stroked her vulva; the wetness was slippery and sticky.

"Oh..." Liu Qiong stretched her neck, moaning loudly, indulging herself in the sea of desire.

While I was teasing her, Liu Qiong roughly pulled my t-shirt over her head and threw it on the grass. Then, she quickly unbuckled my belt, her speed even surprising me.

She pulled down my pants and underwear, then lowered her head and licked my chest, moving her tongue around and teasing me. Her right hand stroked my penis, while her left hand played with my testicles.

Liu Qiong's small hands were delicate, and I felt incredibly comfortable under her touch. A surge of stimulation coursed through my penis, rushing to my brain and assaulting my nerves. Desire engulfed me completely.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I spread my clothes on the grass and gently placed Liu Qiong on top of them. I knelt before her, opening my lips to take her breasts in my mouth, licking her nipples with my tongue. My right hand caressed her vulva, occasionally tugging at her pubic hair.

Liu Qiong moaned ecstatically, like a wanton woman. She murmured, "Brother Qiang, hurry, come in! I want…" Her hands slid down, grabbing my penis and pulling it desperately towards her vulva. She was completely aroused, desperately craving me to fill her emptiness.

I didn't hesitate any longer. I knelt on the grass, spreading Liu Qiong's thighs wide, widening her opening, and copious amounts of love juice flowed from her vagina. I held my dragon in one hand, grinding it against her vulva, occasionally touching the jewel above it.

Liu Qiong cried out in a shrill voice, moaning loudly, her love juices flowing even more freely from her vulva, her plump buttocks rising and falling in response. Seeing that the time was right, I pressed my dragon against her vulva, lowered my body, thrust my hips, and moved my thighs, my dragon surging forward.

Liu Qiong's flower path was very narrow, and my dragon didn't enter smoothly. It slowly pushed open the narrow flesh walls, finally inserting its head, and then slowly entering her warm and moist body. Liu Qiong frowned, a hint of pain visible on her face.

I knew this was Liu Qiong's first time, but I had to forge ahead to complete the task of turning Liu Qiong into a woman, only by forging ahead could I bring her sweetness after her suffering. Without hesitation, I hardened my heart, thrusting my hips again, my dragon advancing once more, finally breaking through that barrier and entering the depths of her flower path.

"Ah!" Liu Qiong cried out in surprise. Although her body was fully prepared and my movements were very gentle, when that hymen, symbolizing purity and innocence, was torn open, Liu Qiong couldn't help but let out a painful cry. Her eyebrows furrowed, her face showing pain, her muscles tensed, her body convulsed, and her hands suddenly wrapped around me, her body twisting and turning, trying to escape the depths of my dragon.

I looked down and saw a stream of bright red blood slowly flowing from our point of union, dripping onto the white panties beneath Liu Qiong's buttocks, slowly seeping and spreading, drawing a bright red flower of blood.

Two clear tears slid down Liu Qiong's beautiful eyes, winding down her delicate face, whether from pain or from the joy of fulfillment, I couldn't tell.

Fortunately, I had already experienced this once before. I kept my lower body still, letting my penis rest quietly inside Liu Qiong's flower path, allowing them to get acquainted. Then I quickly lowered my head and kissed Liu Qiong's cherry lips, sucking on her fragrant tongue with my own. She responded naturally. At the same time, my hands climbed up her snowy peaks, gently caressing and kneading the two nipples, stimulating her desire and using my gentleness to alleviate her pain and distract her.

Soon, the pain on Liu Qiong's face disappeared, replaced by an incomparably charming and alluring beauty. The pleasure emanating from her body made her forget the pain in her lower body, and a tingling sensation spread through her flower path. My penis made her feel the fullness inside her, and she couldn't help but move.

Driven by lust, Liu Qiong instinctively twisted her delicate body, letting my massive member writhe and collide inside her flower path. Seeing Liu Qiong finally reaping the rewards of her efforts, I was overjoyed. Finally, I could proceed. I held her tender body, my hips moving rhythmically and slowly, letting her get used to my member.

With each thrust, Liu Qiong moaned and gasped, her soft cries echoing. Her body twisted and arched upwards, responding to my rhythm, her round, pert buttocks swaying with my movements. She had finally tasted the pleasure of sex.

I smiled slightly, my movements gradually becoming more forceful and faster, with dramatic rises and falls, thrusting in and out fiercely.

Lust and pleasure filled Liu Qiong's body and soul; her soft moans and delicate cries continued unabated. This beautiful love song deeply stimulated me, making me incredibly excited. I continued to quicken my pace, diligently working, completely forgetting everything else.

After a long while, Liu Qiong's body trembled violently. I knew she was about to reach the peak of ecstasy, so I quickened my pace and increased the force, each time withdrawing completely and then thrusting in hard again. Liu Qiong screamed loudly, a sound that seemed both painful and pleasurable.

I could clearly feel the soft flesh inside Liu Qiong's flower path spasming and contracting, tightly gripping my dragon. At the same time, a suction force emanated from deep within her flower core, forcefully drawing my dragon in, wanting to swallow it forever.

Soon, after a series of violent spasms, Liu Qiong's fair body let out a passionate moan, a cry that shook the heavens and earth. Then, she lay limply on the ground, motionless, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, as if she had just been pulled from the water.

Hearing Liu Qiong's ecstatic cries, I felt a surge of excitement, my body involuntarily convulsing, my penis trembling wildly. I knew I had reached the crucial moment, and immediately lowered my waist, thrusting wildly, pumping in and out rapidly.

"Ah!" I let out a low growl, my body shuddering, and my penis trembled rapidly, ejaculating streams of hot semen deep into Liu Qiong's core. Then, my body went limp, and I collapsed beside Liu Qiong's body, panting heavily.

Liu Qiong turned her head, her beautiful face flushed, her nostrils flaring, and her small mouth murmuring. She lay on her side against me, caressing my broad, firm chest with ecstasy, murmuring, "This feeling is so good! Just now, I felt like I was flying..." Her body was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

I gently stroked Liu Qiong's smooth, delicate back, lightly kissed her forehead, and said tenderly, "The pleasure between a man and a woman is the most comfortable thing in the world. Once you've tasted it, you'll want to do it even more in the future." "Mmm! I like doing it with Brother Qiang, and I only do it with Brother Qiang," Liu Qiong said shyly, clearly expressing her feelings to me.

Suddenly, I shouted, "Oh no!" Liu Qiong was startled, her face showing panic, and she quickly asked, "What's wrong, Brother Qiang?" My dragon, which had fallen asleep after ejaculating, had suddenly woken up again, slowly becoming erect and hard, its head looking around, searching for that wonderful cave.

How could I possibly say it? I chuckled and said, "It's nothing." Liu Qiong said softly, "Oh!" After a pause, she whispered again, "Brother Qiang, I... I want to do it again..." Before I could answer, her right hand had already moved down, touching my genitals. When her small hand touched my erect penis, she gasped in surprise, not expecting it to awaken so quickly. Overjoyed, she grabbed it and began to play with it.

I had thought that Liu Qiong had just lost her virginity and shouldn't do it again, but I hadn't expected her to be so thirsty, passionate, and wanton. How could I possibly disappoint such a beauty's good intentions? So I gently lifted Liu Qiong onto me and laughed, "You little devil! This time you can be on top! Okay?" Liu Qiong blushed and excitedly replied, "Okay." Liu Qiong's buttocks lifted slightly, and she grabbed my dragon with one hand and guided it towards her entrance. Then, with a "plop," her cave immediately enveloped my dragon head, quickly swallowing it completely. My dragon was thus submerged in the deep cave.

Liu Qiong let out a soft moan, lying on my body, her delicate body trembling, swaying wildly, her buttocks twisting rapidly, moving up and down.

The battle reignited, and another epic battle began.

Liu Qiong rode me with abandon, galloping across the grasslands of desire, climbing towards the peak of lovemaking. After experiencing countless waves and twists and turns, Liu Qiong's delicate body convulsed, her buttocks spinning rapidly like a windmill, her mouth emitting sharp cries of "Ah!" A torrent surged from the depths of her flower path, violently impacting my dragon head.

I felt Liu Qiong's wildness and unbridled passion, something I had never experienced before. Liu Qiong's enthusiasm and wantonness far surpassed Fei Fei's. In the throes of passion, I trembled, and as her nectar sprayed onto my head, my dragon erupted again, spewing forth a torrent of dew, nourishing her flower.

Liu Qiong cried out "Oh!" again, then collapsed onto the grass. I, too, was exhausted, so I lay on top of her, closing my eyes to rest. We finally reached the pinnacle of love simultaneously, ascending to the peak of life.

About ten minutes later, Liu Qiong and I had both recovered. We dressed, slipped out, and embraced as we left this lovely, enchanting meadow.

Liu Qiong lingered, looking back several times, reluctant to leave; after all, it was the place where she had transformed from a girl into a woman.

When we returned to the martial arts hall, the competition was almost over. We had sneaked in, but Li Xiong still spotted us. Liu Qiong blushed, looking shy and charming. Having undergone the important transformation from girl to woman, Liu Qiong had become even more beautiful than before, possessing the charm of a mature woman.

Li Xiong's smile deepened, becoming even more cunning. I simply ignored him and sat down quietly to watch the sparring. At this moment, a third-level brown belt member and a fourth-level brown belt member were engaged in free fighting. The two exchanged blows, kicking and punching, making for a very exciting match. Ma Xiongjun acted as the referee, walking around the ring and occasionally breaking up their grappling.

Suddenly, the third-level brown belt member launched a lightning-fast spinning kick towards the fourth-level brown belt member's chest. The fourth-level brown belt member moved aside, dodging the kick, and then delivered a hook kick, colliding with the incoming leg. Taking advantage of the third-level brown belt member's unsteady landing, he delivered a low elbow strike to his back. The third-level brown belt member's left fist suddenly shot out from under his armpit, striking the fourth-level brown belt member's face before his elbow could hit his back.

"Ah!" Caught off guard, the fourth-level brown belt member cried out in pain, clutching his face and crouching down. The third-level brown belt member hurriedly turned around to help him up. "

In Taekwondo free sparring, there are no sorrys, you must never give up!" Ma Xiongjun shouted like thunder. The third-level brown belt member dared not help him up anymore, and according to the rules, turned around, stood up straight with his legs shoulder-width apart, his hands clenched into fists at his waist, and began to regulate his breathing.

Ma Xiongjun went over and helped the fourth-level brown belt member up, prying his hands open. He found that the fourth-level brown belt member's nose was bleeding, and his face and palms were covered in blood.

"Luckily, it's not too serious," Ma Xiongjun muttered, beckoning two eighth-level yellow belt members to come and help the injured man down.

Ma Xiongjun stood up straight, looked around the entire arena, and said loudly, "In free fighting, you need to be quick-witted and nimble-fisted. Don't panic when your opponent gets close; if you stay calm, you can counterattack. At the same time, when attacking your opponent, you must be alert and observant, and don't get carried away. Look! These two are excellent examples. The Level 3 member remained calm when attacked, which allowed him to counterattack and defeat the Level 4 member. The Level 4 member, however, showed joy when he attacked the Level 3 member, thinking he could defeat him, but the result was the opposite. So everyone must remember this: when attacked, remain calm; when attacking, be composed and steady. Do you all understand?" "Yes!" all the members answered loudly, their voices booming like thunder.

"Now, let's move on to the next pair," Ma Xiongjun said.

All the agenda items were finished when the members suddenly shouted, "Coach Ma, give us one! Coach Ma, give us one!" Ma Xiongjun, standing on the stage, hadn't expected the members to outmaneuver him. He raised both hands, signaling everyone to be quiet, smiled, and then said loudly, "Oh dear! What should I perform? I didn't bring any costumes today, so please don't make things difficult for me." I stood up, walked over to Afei, grabbed the microphone, and said, "Let's not make things difficult for Coach Ma." I immediately saw Ma Xiongjun give me an approving look.

I smiled slyly to myself and continued, "How about we have Coach Ma perform breaking planks and bricks?" "Yes, breaking bricks! Breaking bricks!" The whole place erupted in cheers and shouts.

"Hey..." Ma Xiongjun's voice was drowned out by the cheers; no one could hear him.

"One, two, three, four, five, we've been waiting so long, one, two, three, four, five, six, we've been waiting so anxiously..." Led by me, everyone in the room started singing loudly, the sound shaking the roof and sending dust flying.

I saw Ma Xiongjun's smile return, and he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Then he said loudly, "I can perform, but..." He glanced at me, and I was startled, knowing what he was going to say. I quickly threw the microphone to Afei, and before Afei could understand what was going on, I turned and ran.

"I want your Huang Qiang to participate too," Ma Xiongjun loudly stated his condition.

Afei finally realized why I had rushed to throw the microphone to him. He immediately understood, and seeing me running towards the door, Afei leaped from behind and pounced on me, grabbing my heel.

I fell heavily to the ground. It seemed I couldn't leave. I quickly surrendered, saying, "Okay, let go, I won't leave." Ah Fei released his grip on my leg and said, "Brother Qiang, how can you be so disloyal! What kind of honorary president are you? Why don't you give the members a proper performance? We haven't seen your performance in so long!" At this moment, all the members shouted loudly, "Brother Qiang, don't leave! Don't leave!" With the audience so enthusiastic, it seemed I had no choice but to perform. I got up from the ground, took off my leather shoes, walked to the center of the carpeted area, stood next to Ma Xiongjun, and gave a wry smile.

Ma Xiongjun wrapped his arm around my neck and grinned wickedly, "Kid, you dare to frame me?" I quickly smiled and said, "Hehe! No, no, I was just following the will of the people." By this time, bricks, planks, and tiles had already been laid out on the ground. There were two stacks of bricks, one with four bricks and the other with three bricks, as well as two stacks of planks about twenty pieces thick, about one centimeter thick. Seven or eight tiles were also piled into two piles. Good heavens! Which kid piled up so many?

Ma Xiongjun and I looked at each other and looked towards the platform. Afei shook his head to show his innocence, but he saw Li Xiong looking at me with a wicked grin, as if to say, "Kid, you did such strenuous exercise just now, let's see if you can still do the chopping." I gritted my teeth in hatred, making a "crunching" sound. You dare to make me look bad? I'll catch you red-handed one day, and I'll make sure you get what's coming to you.

I laughed and said to Ma Xiongjun, "Old Ma, shall we go first? I think you should go first; I wouldn't dare show off in front of you." "Xiao Qiang, you go first! Let me see how much you've improved in the last six months. Don't be modest!" Ma Xiongjun said.

"In that case, I'll make a fool of myself first." I laughed happily; my wicked plan had succeeded. My previous words were just to get Ma Xiongjun to let me go first so I could hit that pile of three bricks.

I secretly smiled, went to the pile of three bricks, glanced at Ma Xiongjun, and thought to myself, "Old Ma! Even if you're cunning, you still have to drink my foot bath water!" Ma Xiongjun suddenly realized what had happened, cried out that he had been tricked, and was filled with regret.

I stood with my feet shoulder-width apart, squatted slightly, clenched my fists at my waist, regulated my breathing, and shouted "Ha!" as I rapidly swung my fists into the air, stomping my right foot hard on the floor with a loud "thud."

Don't underestimate these few movements; they activate all the muscles in my body, combining them well with the energy in my dantian. This transforms my muscles from mere muscles into muscles imbued with qi, capable of generating tremendous energy.

Standing before the pile of bricks, I channeled my qi into my body and shouted "Ha!" again. Then, I extended my palm, raising it to the side like a knife, exhaled forcefully, and swiftly chopped the bricks with my hand. Three "crack!" sounds rang out as three bricks instantly broke into six pieces and fell to the ground.

Strike while the iron was hot, I darted to the pile of planks. This time, I didn't exhale or make a sound; I simply slammed my arm into the planks. After a series of loud cracking sounds, all twenty planks snapped in two, splinters flying everywhere.

Without hesitation, I jumped to one of the piles of tiles, flipped into the air, and slammed my elbow into the tiles from mid-air. With a loud "boom," the tiles all shattered into pieces, and dust filled the air.

A burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from the audience. I stood up and shouted again,

"Ha!" I clenched my fists, assumed a horse stance, then bowed respectfully to all around. I approached Ma Xiongjun with a grin and said, "Old Ma, unfortunately, I've failed in my mission. It's your turn." Ma Xiongjun looked at me in surprise and said, "Xiao Qiang, I didn't expect your skills to improve so rapidly in just six months. You must be at the fourth level by now! You're truly a promising young man. You have a real talent for martial arts; your future is limitless." I laughed, "Of course! Don't you know who I am? I'm a highly talented, learned, universally loved, handsome, imposing, invincible, socially influential, charming, and trendsetting young man..." "Damn! If you keep talking, I'm going to throw up." Ma Xiongjun made a vomiting gesture.

"Most importantly, I was once trained by you!" Finally, I used my ultimate move, attributing all the credit to Ma Xiongjun.

Upon hearing the last sentence, Ma Xiongjun's face immediately lit up with a wide grin. He couldn't help but exclaim, "That's right, that's right! It's my old Ma who trained him, how could it be bad?" He even looked like he was about to take flight.

"Old Ma, it's your turn to perform, what are you waiting for?" I urged, cruelly shattering his dream.

Ma Xiongjun first demonstrated his Taekwondo leg techniques, a swift and powerful four-kick combo in mid-air. As he landed, he added a split kick, sitting on the ground with his legs spread wide. Then, he pulled his legs back, stood up, and launched a spinning back kick, his body rotating like a top. He kicked ten times in a row before stopping. He pulled his legs back, threw out both fists, and let out a loud "Ha!" like a thunderclap in a clear sky, making my ears ache.

Before anyone could react, Ma Xiongjun dashed to the pile of bricks, his palm flashing like a knife, and roared again, "Ha!" He then chopped down with his hand, instantly breaking four bricks in half, which rolled to the ground. He then leaped into the air, clenched his fist, and unleashed a powerful punch that slammed into the pile of tiles.

The tiles, struck with tremendous force, shattered instantly into fragments. Ma Xiongjun's punch, after breaking the tiles, continued its momentum, striking the floor and creating a small dent.

Everyone was stunned by Ma Xiongjun's punch; such power would surely flatten a person. Amidst their astonishment, Ma Xiongjun exhaled and shouted, "Ha!" His arm slammed into the wooden planks, producing a series of cracking sounds as all twenty planks snapped, sending splinters flying.

Ma Xiongjun, as expected of a fifth-degree black belt, effortlessly shattered the three piles of bricks, planks, and tiles. That punch he delivered just now truly revealed his strength, far exceeding my expectations. I never imagined he was so powerful; he was practically a seventh-degree black belt.

I've always concealed my true strength; in fact, I possess at least a fifth-degree black belt. I originally thought I could catch up with Ma Xiongjun and even contend with him, but now it seems there's still a significant gap between us. I must continue to work hard.

There are ten degrees of black belt in Taekwondo. First to third degrees are for beginners, fourth to seventh degrees are for advanced practitioners, and eighth and ninth degrees are for absolute masters! Reaching the tenth degree is almost impossible; it requires time, moral cultivation, and a significant contribution to Taekwondo. It's a symbol of honor, not a level of martial arts skill.

Ma Xiongjun's brilliant performance won unanimous and enthusiastic applause from the entire audience, which lasted for a long time, making a huge roar like a train passing by. Afei stood up and announced that the conference had been a complete success, and the conference ended amidst enthusiastic applause.

Chapter Five: The True Colors of Men. It was almost noon after the meeting. Li Xiong suggested going to lunch, and he offered to treat, but Ma Xiongjun said he had to go home to have lunch with his wife, and Afei said he had a lot of things to do, so they both declined. Only Liu Qiong clung tightly to me, holding my arm and refusing to leave.

Li Xiong grinned mischievously at Liu Qiong, "Beautiful lady, why aren't you leaving yet? Don't you, as the head of the propaganda department, have a lot of things to do?" Liu Qiong blushed and spat at Li Xiong, "Go away, go away, stop teasing me. I'm having dinner with Brother Qiang. You can eat or not, it's up to you." Li Xiong laughed loudly, "Oh! Our beautiful lady is blushing." Liu Qiong covered her face with her hands and said coquettishly, "No, no." I quickly stepped in to defuse the situation, "Do you still want to eat? You're not hungry, but I am! Xiao Qiong, Da Xiong is treating. We're going to rip him off this time." We took Li Xiong's car to the Yangtze River Hotel next to the school. Since it was Li Xiong's money, we might as well enjoy it. So I ordered a deluxe private room.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" Liu Qiong pushed open the door and exclaimed in surprise.

The luxurious private room was a full fifty square meters, with a large mahogany dining table topped with a rotating table. Behind the table were genuine Italian leather sofas, the furnishings were exquisite and luxurious. Liu Qiong was as happy as a sparrow just released from its cage, touching this and that.

At this moment, a knock sounded at the door, and two beautiful waitresses pushed open the door and came in. One was busy pouring tea and water for us, while the other stood in front of the table, giving each of us a menu. With a sweet smile, she gently said, "Would you like to order now?" I said to Liu Qiong, "Xiao Qiong, you are the lady, you order. Don't be shy with Da Xiong, order as much as you want." Liu Qiong took the menu and said excitedly, "Okay, um! Shark fin rice, and bird's nest stew..." I smiled and glanced at Li Xiong. Li Xiong gritted his teeth, glaring at Liu Qiong with hatred, his face a little pale.

Liu Qiong ordered whatever was expensive on the menu, regardless of whether it tasted good or not. She ordered more than a dozen dishes and a bottle of XO, then closed the menu, handed it to the waitress, and said, "That's all. Order more if you need more." The waitress took the menu, smiled, and said, "Please have some tea first. The food will be

served in a moment." Then she backed away and closed the door. Li Xiong shouted, "You guys are so heartless! I can't believe you're so young and yet so cruel. It's chilling! God, open your eyes! How could I have such friends?" I looked at Liu Qiong approvingly and said, "Well done. This kid has so much money, but he's never treated us to anything good. He's such a cheapskate. Come on, let's celebrate finally fulfilling Da Xiong's generosity." I put my arm around Liu Qiong and kissed her on the cheek.

Soon, the dishes were served one after another: shark fin rice, abalone stewed with lotus seeds, bird's nest with ice cream... The dishes were colorful and fragrant, making our mouths water.

"Let's eat!" With my shout, three pairs of chopsticks went out at once, and the three of us immediately began to wolf down the food, completely lacking the refined eating manners expected of guests in a luxurious private room. They looked more like a group of starving migrant workers fighting over food.

Liu Qiong had to go back to class after lunch because she had to attend class in the afternoon, while Li Xiong and I, having nothing else to do, stayed in the private room chatting after our meal.

I sprawled on the sofa, burping and picking my teeth, thoroughly enjoying the meal. It had been a long time since I had eaten such a feast, and it was rare to get an opportunity like Li Xiong's to treat me.

Li Xiong, burping, said, "Xiao Qiang, are you sincere towards Liu Qiong?" To be honest, I didn't know what my feelings were for Liu Qiong; it was very contradictory. I said,

"Actually, I don't know if I'm being sincere. Anyway, I don't have a woman around right now, but having one wouldn't be too lonely. At least my physical needs would be taken care of!" Li Xiong laughed in surprise, "You usually pride yourself on being a great lover, how come you've come to this realization so quickly? I was planning to take you to a nightclub to relax today, but I didn't expect you to have come to this realization so quickly and already have another woman. Your self-healing skills are pretty strong!" "I don't know either. When I met those pretty girls at the entrance of the martial arts gym, I suddenly thought that I couldn't live for one woman. Since I'm so popular with women, why should I hang myself on one tree? Why should I give up the whole forest for a tree that no longer exists? I thought that if I wanted to play with women, I could play with women. That's not bad. So, under Liu Qiong's seduction, we hit it off immediately, haha!" I laughed loudly.

"You made me worry unnecessarily. It's good that you think that way. What kind of man isn't a little flirtatious?

Didn't the ancients say, 'A man who isn't a little flirtatious in his youth has wasted his life'? Let's have some fun! Youth is wonderful!" Li Xiong laughed heartily.

"Well said, a man should be flirtatious!" I wholeheartedly supported Li Xiong's words. I never expected this guy, who usually doesn't study diligently, could quote so many classics. How come I never realized before that men should be flirtatious? I'm supposed to be the most talented student in our school, knowledgeable in ancient and modern times—I'm truly ashamed!

Which famous scholar in ancient times didn't have multiple wives and concubines? The most famous theory about men having many women is probably Gu Hongming's teapot and teacup theory from the late Qing Dynasty. Men are like teapots, and women are like teacups. A teapot can't have only one teacup; naturally, it should have several. Like Stanley Ho, the big boss of Macau casinos, didn't he have several wives?

So why can't I have several women? With my looks and writing skills, all I lack is money. Many women would fall for me. And with my extraordinary talent and superior lovemaking abilities, which woman who's slept with me wouldn't fall at my feet?

I suddenly felt a drastic change in my perspective. My previous ideals of being faithful and devoted were completely forgotten. From now on, I would be a strong man, a conqueror of women! I secretly made a vow. From that moment on, I

took my first step towards a legendary life. This was a crucial step, a step beyond my usual mindset, laying a solid foundation for my future colorful and vibrant life. With theoretical guidance, practice would be much more efficient.

"Let's go have some fun now!" Li Xiong walked over, patted my shoulder, and said excitedly.

"It's only noon, isn't it a bit early to go to a nightclub?" I said, amused.

"You're such a country bumpkin! We can get a foot massage first, then a bath!" Li Xiong said happily.

"Let's go now!" I said without hesitation.

"Haha..." Our laughter echoed in the private room, proclaiming the wildness and desire of the two men.

The Golden Bay Nightclub is located in a prime location in Jiacheng City, on the side of Haiwan Avenue, overlooking the confluence of the Inner Sea and Rongjiang River. Its excellent location makes it one of the largest nightclubs in Jiacheng City, covering approximately five acres. It has a main building with twenty floors and an annex with five floors.

The Golden Bay Nightclub has a large open-air parking lot. Although it was still daytime, many cars were already parked there. Their license plates were covered, making it impossible to tell their origins, but these cars were all Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi, or Citro?n—presumably belonging to high-ranking officials and wealthy individuals.

Looking at this magnificent building, I was filled with emotion. I had never imagined I would come to such a luxurious and grand place. Upon entering the lobby, I was truly struck by its opulence and extravagance. The floor was paved with Italian marble, adorned with Italian chandeliers, and the reception desk was made of white marble. Everywhere, beautiful female attendants and handsome male waiters were present.

Seeing my stunned expression, Li Xiong shoved me, saying, "Come on, you country bumpkin! You look like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden." Li Xiong led me directly to the top floor. A duty manager approached, seemingly recognizing Li Xiong, and bowed politely, saying, "Mr. Li, hello. Is there anything I can help you with?" "Is your boss here? I've booked the Sky Suite," Li Xiong said.

"Our boss isn't here today. This way, please." The duty manager opened the door to the rightmost suite, respectfully welcoming Li Xiong and me inside before leaving.

Li Xiong explained, "The Golden Bay Nightclub has luxury private rooms from the fifteenth floor upwards, but the best are on the top floor. One room is called 'Heaven,' and the other is called 'Human World.' We're in one of them now, and both have sea views from the windows—the scenery is absolutely beautiful. Inside the private room, there's a large hall for guests to watch the performances. The other rooms include a karaoke room, a bar, a bathhouse, a sauna, a massage room, and five bedrooms." "Wow! So many services in one private room! My goodness! How much does this room cost for one night?" I asked in surprise.

"Not much, just 100,000 yuan," Li Xiong said.

"Ah! 100,000 yuan for one night, how extravagant! When did China become so wealthy?

How long would it take an ordinary person to earn 100,000 yuan? Sigh! Money really makes a difference," I exclaimed.

"These private rooms are so hard to book. If I weren't friends with the owner, I wouldn't have been able to get one. I booked it last week to entertain one of our big clients, but they suddenly had something come up and changed their minds. So I brought you here instead. Otherwise, where would I get the money to invite you?" Li Xiong laughed.

I walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Sky Private Room lobby. I could see a great distance; the sea and sky met, a seamless blue, with white clouds drifting by. The sky was high and the clouds were light, and white sails dotted the sea, with various ships shuttling back and forth. Although I couldn't hear the ship horns, I could imagine it was truly a beautiful sight.

"Xiao Qiang, you're in charge today. What do you suggest we do first?" Li Xiong asked excitedly.

"Let's take a shower first! I'm exhausted these past few days and haven't had a proper rest. My whole body aches. Let's go for a steam room first, and then a massage. I need to completely relax," I said, raising my hands.

Li Xiong and I entered the bathhouse. There were four bathtubs inside, and two pretty female attendants stood beside them, wearing see-through, lace-up outfits that revealed their bras and panties. Seeing them dressed like that, my blood suddenly rushed, and I felt aroused. My erection stirred and slowly rose.

"Damn! This kid hasn't had any meat in days, and after having it twice today, he's still not satisfied. Now he's already eager to try it out after seeing two average-looking beauties," I thought to myself.

The two beauties were probably around twenty years old, with fair skin. Seeing Li Xiong and me enter, they flashed professional smiles and exclaimed in a sweet voice, "Wow! Brother Xiong looks so handsome today! What's this brother's name?" Li Xiong crossed his arms, grabbing one on each side, and pecked them on the cheek a few times. Then, staring at one of the beauties' chests, he exclaimed, "Wow! Long time no see, Xiao Fang's gotten bigger!" He then began to knead Xiao Fang's breasts before pointing at me and introducing, "This is my brother, Brother Qiang." "Hello, Brother Qiang! Brother Qiang is so handsome!" the two beauties said simultaneously.

The other beauty broke free from Li Xiong's grasp, walked up to me, and stroked my muscular upper body, saying in a sweet voice, "Brother Qiang, my name is Xiao Yan, you're so strong!" Xiao Yan's eyes glazed over as she gently stroked my strong muscles, looking completely intoxicated.

"Xiao Yan isn't bad either! Look, your breasts are bigger than mine!" I chuckled, then reached out and began to caress Xiao Yan's breasts, pinching and squeezing them. Under

my caresses, Xiao Yan's body went limp, and she began to moan softly.

"Brother Qiang, let me help you take a bath!" Xiao Yan said weakly, then before I could speak, she ripped off the towel wrapped around my waist, revealing my massive, thick, and powerful erection staring at her.

Xiao Yan was startled; she had never seen such a thick and huge penis before, but the surprise quickly faded, replaced by joy and excitement.

"So thick!" Xiao Yan murmured to herself, her eyes radiating adoration. She immediately grasped my erection with both hands, closed her eyes, and felt the awe it brought her.

Seeing Xiaoyan's infatuation with the dragon, a strange feeling rose in my heart, suddenly spreading throughout my body. At the same time, I felt an immense sense of pride. However, I didn't want to make love to her yet. Right now, I just wanted to lie in the warm bath and soak in the tub, and then fuck her hard, satisfy her desires, and let her taste my super invincible dragon.

Immediately, I grabbed Xiaoyan's ample breasts and kneaded them vigorously, saying softly, "Alright, you little slut, have you touched enough? Let's take a bath first! I'll let you touch as much as you want later, let you enjoy it to the fullest." After saying that, I stepped into the tub, lay down, comfortably leaned against the small pillow, and closed my eyes to enjoy the comfort brought by the warm water.

Over there, Li Xiong had already put his hand inside Xiaofang's panties and was wantonly caressing her. Xiaofang's face was flushed, and she kept moaning. Just when Xiaofang wanted Li Xiong to take it a step further, Li Xiong suddenly withdrew his hand and said with a grin, "Alright, let's take a bath!" After saying that, he took off his bath towel and stepped into the tub.

Xiao Fang was still enjoying herself with her eyes closed when she suddenly felt a lightness in her body, the tingling sensation being pulled away. Feeling anxious, she opened her eyes and saw Li Xiong lying in the bathtub, watching her slyly. She blushed and said coquettishly, "Brother Xiong, you're so naughty! You just know how to tease me!" Li Xiong laughed heartily,

and Xiao Fang stomped her feet, shouting in protest. I was soaking in the bathtub; the water temperature was just right, warm and comforting—a true pleasure. The fatigue of the past few days seemed to have vanished. Xiao Yan lathered my body with soap, then used her soft little hands to scrub me. I closed my eyes, enjoying the warm water and the beauty's service.

I thought to myself, "It's good to be rich; you can enjoy unimaginable pleasures and countless beautiful women in this world." While I was lost in thought, Xiao Yan finished scrubbing my body, and her small hands naturally grasped my erection, caressing and playing with it wantonly, a look of pure bliss on her face. Seeing her wanton appearance, my heart stirred, my blood rushed, and my "dragon" leaped violently, its head trembling, almost jumping out of her small hands.

Xiao Yan was startled, not expecting my "dragon" to have such power. She thought, "If it were to penetrate my little hole, it would be so powerful and strong; the feeling would be incredible." Her lust surged, and her little hole flowed with copious amounts of nectar.

Seeing Xiao Yan's reaction, I couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly, I remembered watching porn in the dorm and seeing women using their breasts to scrub men's backs. This thought arose in my mind, and I said softly, "Xiao Yan, can you use your breasts to scrub me?" "Sure! Xiao Yan has never seen a body as strong as Brother Qiang's. Using my breasts to scrub you will definitely feel great." Xiao Yan said, taking off her clothes.

I didn't expect Xiao Yan to agree so quickly; it was an unexpected bonus!

Li Xiong laughed heartily, "Xiao Qiang, you're usually so refined, but I never knew you had so many mischievous ideas! How come I never knew to use this trick before? Xiao Fang, take off your clothes too, and use your breasts to scrub me in the bath!" Xiao Yan stripped naked, standing there bare-chested. She was about 1.6 meters tall, slender, with snow-white skin, two full, firm, and rounded breasts hanging on her chest, her buttocks small and pert, and between her legs a dark, thick patch of pubic hair, spread across her entire delta like a brush.

Xiao Yan saw the admiration in my eyes and was delighted. She giggled, then jumped into the bathtub, half-kneeling between my legs, her hands half-supporting herself on the edge of the tub, and bent down to press her full breasts against my chest, rubbing them in a circular motion.

Xiao Yan's full, soft breasts were like... that feeling was hard to describe, it could only be felt, not explained. I suddenly felt the inadequacy of words. Xiao Yan's way of scrubbing me was more comfortable and refreshing than the softest towel. The friction between the soft flesh and firm muscles sent waves of magical sensations through my entire body, impacting my senses.

After scrubbing my chest, Xiao Yan moved her body down and began to rub my genitals with her breasts. Waves of tingling sensations swirled around my genitals. My penis, receiving unprecedented caresses, became exceptionally excited. It stood tall and struggled, becoming thicker and harder than ever before. It felt like I was about to fly, and I couldn't help but groan.

Xiao Yan's breasts spun around the giant dragon, occasionally rubbing it up and down between her breasts. The dragon's hardness and burning warmth gave her a uniquely comfortable feeling. Waves of pleasure spread from her breasts throughout her body, a tingling and numb sensation, and Xiao Yan couldn't help but moan.

Although Li Xiong had been to such places a few times before, he had never enjoyed such a fragrant and stimulating bath. Now, he lay on the edge of the bathtub, letting Xiao Fang rub his back first.

Although Xiao Fang's breasts weren't as large as Xiao Yan's, they were even more prominent, with two particularly firm and large nipples. Rubbing them against his skin had a unique flavor. Li Xiong felt as if he had been electrocuted, a tingling and numb sensation spreading throughout his body, extremely comfortable. His penis quickly swelled, thickened, and hardened.

After Xiao Fang finished rubbing Li Xiong's back, she turned him over and suddenly saw his genitals standing tall like a pillar supporting the sky. She was overjoyed, leaned forward, and began to rub him with her breasts.

Li Xiong's lower body was suddenly stimulated by a strange sensation, and he couldn't help but groan. His penis just wanted to disappear into a hole

. So Li Xiong grabbed Xiao Fang's fragrant shoulders, pulled her up, and made her sit on him. Then he held Xiao Fang's buttocks with both hands and pressed her down. Xiao Fang smiled seductively, "Brother Xiong is so impatient. Every time you tease me, I get so aroused." Li Xiong laughed loudly, "It's all your fault. You set me on fire, and now I'm going to use your fire escape to put it out." Xiao Fang giggled and punched Li Xiong's chest with her small hands, scolding, "Brother Xiong is so bad! You just know how to bully me. I'll put out your fire for you." As she spoke, her buttocks sank down, and with a "plop," her vagina swallowed Li Xiong's penis completely, with practiced ease.

At the same time, Xiao Fang let out a "Oh!" and her body leaned back, feeling Li Xiong's huge penis fill her emptiness completely. Then she began to sway up and down.

Chapter Six: Sworn Sisters Xiao Yan's moans grew louder and louder. My enormous penis gave her indescribable stimulation. Honey-like fluid continuously gushed from her vagina. Under the surge of spring tide, she was powerless and could no longer scrub me. Waves of intense need assaulted her brain.

Xiao Yan opened her cherry lips and suddenly said, "Oh! Brother Qiang, I want, I want to eat yours..." Then she lowered her head and took my penis into her mouth, shaking her head and stroking it up and down, making a "sizzling" sound. The water in the bathtub swayed with her violent movements, making "plop" sounds and overflowing.

Waves of unprecedented sensations crashed against my brain like waves. My body trembled. My penis was enjoying two special services at once, which was so exciting that it quickly reached the peak of pleasure and began to move wildly, jumping in Xiao Yan's mouth.

Xiao Yan knew I was about to reach my limit, so she pursed her lips and increased the speed of her masturbation. At the same time, she used one small hand to support the dragon's body, caressing it up and down. Her soft, fragrant tongue circled around the dragon 's head and licked its eyes forcefully

. I let out a muffled groan, and the dragon immediately began to thrash wildly. The dragon's head bounced and struck Xiao Yan's upper and lower jaws, and with a "whoosh," it exploded in her mouth, shooting its hot semen deep into her throat.

Xiao Yan's throat made a "gurgling" sound as she immediately swallowed the liquid in her mouth. Then, she wiped the semen from her lips with her finger and put it in her mouth to suck on it. She smiled seductively at me and said, "Brother Qiang is really strong. It took you an hour to ejaculate in my mouth. I'm exhausted, but Brother Qiang's is really delicious. This feeling is so wonderful. I've never experienced anything like it before." I didn't expect Xiao Yan to feel this way. It seems that my heart has been completely captured. I felt incredibly proud to have a prostitute say such things. So I laughed and said,

"Really? Then I'll let you have some more when I have the chance." Xiao Yan said happily, "Really? That's great. You can't go back on your word! I really enjoy serving Brother Qiang." After saying that, she lay on my broad chest.

Seeing Xiao Yan's beaming face, her expression genuine and not at all like a professional act, I thought to myself,

"Could this little girl have fallen for me? Impossible, right?" I said hesitantly, "But I don't have any money! If it weren't for your Xiong-ge bringing me here, how could I afford a place like this?" Xiao Yan whispered sincerely in my ear, "Don't worry, Qiang-ge, I'm willing to serve you for free. Just give me a call if you need anything, and I'll come to serve you. Don't tell anyone, okay?" Then she gave me her phone number.

I turned to look at Li Xiong. He was at the crucial moment, holding Xiao Fang's pert buttocks, thrusting into her from behind, panting heavily as he worked tirelessly. The water in the bathtub churned, and Xiao Fang, under his powerful thrusts, continuously emitted huge "Ah ah" moans—screams of pleasure and bliss.

Li Xiong's buttocks throbbed violently, each impact producing a loud "bang," demonstrating the force of his thrusts. Suddenly, his muscles tensed, and with a final, powerful thrust, he cried out, "Ah!" He then gripped Xiao Fang's buttocks tightly, his lower body pressed against hers, and his penis ejaculated profusely, releasing all his vital essence.

Li Xiong lay in the bathtub, panting heavily, while Xiao Fang lay on top of him, also panting softly, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, silently enjoying herself.

Once we had all recovered our strength, Xiao Yan and Xiao Fang washed Li Xiong and me, then rinsed themselves off and left. Li Xiong and I stood up from the bathtub, went to the shower, rinsed ourselves again, wrapped ourselves in towels, and went to the massage room.

The massage room offered various services, including Chinese massage, Thai massage, Hong Kong-style massage, Korean bone-setting massage, European oil massage, and Japanese acupressure. We chose Thai massage.

Thai massage, renowned worldwide, is a precious cultural heritage of Thailand. It can treat various ailments, relax muscles, relieve fatigue, and benefit overall health, making it suitable for both men and women.

The origins of traditional Thai massage can be traced back 2,500 years, created by a royal physician in western ancient India. It later spread to ancient Thailand, and over its long history, it has integrated the essence of traditional Thai medicine, yoga, and traditional Chinese medicine, forming a complete and systematic science of massage. Today, Thai massage is deeply ingrained in Thai society.

Traditional Thai massage emphasizes continuous, strong, and rhythmic pressure along the meridians to promote blood circulation and relieve pain. During the massage, the recipient should relax as much as possible, allowing the body to move naturally with the masseur's movements, while the mind enters a state similar to Buddhist meditation. According to classic Thai medicine, this is through the coordinated interaction and practice of body and mind, ultimately achieving the four immeasurable states of compassion, loving-kindness, empathy, and equanimity.

Thai massage techniques primarily involve pushing, pulling, tugging, pressing, kneading, and grasping, mainly focusing on mobilizing joints and stretching muscles to achieve the purpose of relaxing muscles and tendons. The techniques are characterized by a balance of strength and gentleness, with foot pressing, waist pressing, and back-stepping techniques being particularly famous.

I lay on a tatami-like massage bed, relaxing my muscles and mind, allowing the masseuse to freely apply various techniques to my back. I felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and ease.

Since Fei Fei left, I hadn't had a regular sleep schedule. Several days of online gaming and minimal sleep had left my muscles aching terribly. Today's hand-to-hand combat with Liu Qiong and the Taekwondo performance at the Taekwondo tournament had made my already tired body even more exhausted. This rare opportunity to relax allowed me to quickly lose myself in the moment, entering a state of oneness with nature and forgetting the external world.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside the window, with streetlights twinkling and adding a touch of light to the darkness. Li Xiong was no longer in the massage room. I got out of bed, feeling refreshed and completely energized. I swung my arms and twisted my waist, feeling a surge of power within me, as if I had returned to my previous state.

I went to the lobby and saw Li Xiong talking to a man in his thirties. Judging from their relaxed and friendly manner, their relationship was definitely not ordinary.

"Xiao Qiang, you're awake! Come, let me introduce you. This is my older brother—Zhang Yunlong, the owner of this nightclub," Li Xiong said, waving happily as he saw me come out.

"Hello, I'm Huang Qiang." I extended my hand to Zhang Yunlong and shook his.

"Hello, your name is Huang Qiang?" Zhang Yunlong suddenly became interested in my name, tilting his head to look me up and down.

"Yes! Big brother, this is Huang Qiang, the one I've been telling you about all along, a Taekwondo master, one of my half-masters." "Oh my! It really is you! I've often heard Lao Er mention you, I never thought I'd meet you today, nice to meet you." Zhang Yunlong gave me a hug and said warmly.

I was a little taken aback by Zhang Yunlong's sudden enthusiasm, and out of politeness, I mumbled, "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you," while my eyes glanced at Li Xiong, wanting him to explain.

Zhang Yunlong released me and laughed, "In my life, I, Zhang Yunlong, respect two kinds of people the most. One is those who are highly skilled in martial arts and have a strong sense of loyalty. I used to make a living in the martial arts world, and it was through loyalty and the help of a group of highly skilled martial artists that I achieved what I have today. So I respect this kind of person. The other kind of person is intellectuals. When I was young, I didn't study hard and I was not very smart, so my grades were very bad. I only realized the value of knowledge when I grew up, but it was too late to regret it. So I respect intellectuals." Zhang Yunlong continued, "I often hear from Lao Er that you are the number one expert in the Taekwondo Association of Chiayi University and a top student at Chiayi University. I have wanted to meet you for a long time, but I never had the chance. Today I finally got to meet you. I am so happy!" Zhang Yunlong laughed heartily.

"So that's what happened," I said, relieved. "Da Xiong, you're really not being fair. How come I didn't know you had an older brother? Brother Zhang, since Da Xiong calls you 'brother,' I might as well call you 'brother' too. What's going on between you two?" Li Xiong said aggrievedly, "It's not that I didn't want to tell you, but I never had the chance before. I can't just tell you I have a sworn brother out of nowhere!" Li Xiong paused for a moment, then continued, "It's not too late to tell you now! My brother and I grew up together. Back then, we were the bosses in the area, and everyone was afraid of us. Later, we simply became sworn brothers. When I was in my third year of junior high, my brother went out to make his way in the world. Now his Longxin Group is one of the top five companies in Jiacheng City." "Damn it! Why didn't you introduce us sooner? You deserve a big drink!" I punched Li Xiong.

Zhang Yunlong said heartily, "Don't blame the second brother. I only told him about you when I asked him where he learned Taekwondo. Since we're all together today, if you don't mind, Xiaoqiang, let's become sworn brothers again, called 'The Three Sworn Brothers of Jinhai Bay,' okay?" "Great! The ancients had the 'Three Sworn Brothers of the Peach Garden,' now we have the 'Three Sworn Brothers of Jinhai Bay,'" I loudly agreed.

Li Xiong also agreed, so we ranked them by age. Zhang Yunlong was thirty years old this year, the eldest brother; Li Xiong was twenty-three years old, the second; and I was the youngest, only twenty-two, the third.

I excitedly said, "The ancients swore an oath of brotherhood by drinking blood, today we'll drink and become sworn brothers!" "Cheers!" The three wine cups clinked together in mid-air, the heroic spirit in our hearts overflowing with the wine in the cups, scattering in the air.

"Third brother, you graduated this year too, right? Have you found a job yet? Come work for me at my company, okay? I'll give you a deputy manager position first," Zhang Yunlong looked at me and warmly invited.

Li Xiong exclaimed, "Wow! Big brother is so biased! Why won't you let me take the job? Xiao Qiang has already found a job. I invited him to work at my dad's company a long time ago, but he didn't agree." "Thank you for your kindness, big brother, but I prefer a quiet life. Besides, I studied Chinese literature, not management. I've already found a teaching job, teaching Chinese at Jiacheng Experimental Middle School," I politely declined.

"Alright then! As long as you're happy at work, that's fine. Jiacheng Experimental Middle School is good too; it's the best school in Jiacheng City. Come find me again if you don't want to teach anymore!" Zhang Yunlong said.

"Thank you for your understanding, big brother," I said happily.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm really happy today. Let's go sing karaoke!" Zhang Yunlong put his arm around Li Xiong and me.

We arrived at the karaoke room. Zhang Yunlong pressed the call button, and soon a waiter brought over a fruit platter, several plates of exquisite snacks, and a dozen beers. Zhang Yunlong said to one of the waiters, "Call Sister Li over." A moment later, a beautiful young woman in her thirties walked in. She was wearing a gray suit with a pink shirt underneath, her hair was pulled up high, and she wore light makeup, making her look very capable. She was quite different from the typical nightclub hostesses; she had a special kind of charm. As soon as she entered, she smiled sweetly and said, "Mr. Zhang, hello Brother Li. I wonder who this young man is? He's so handsome! Please introduce him." As she spoke, she pointed at me.

Zhang Yunlong laughed loudly, "Sister Li, this is a brother I just met today, our third brother, Huang Qiang. You'll have to take good care of him in the future! Haha!" "Oh! So it's Brother Huang! It's our first meeting today. I'll need Brother Huang's help in the future!" Sister Li greeted me politely, carefully observing me. I was 1.78 meters tall, with a strong and muscular build. My eyes were bright and unfathomable, revealing boundless intelligence, yet remaining unfathomable. A gentle smile always graced my handsome face, making me seem very approachable.

"Ah! Sister Li, you're too kind. You must be older than me. Just call me Xiao Qiang, that's what Da Xiong calls me," I said with a smile. I sensed a good relationship between Sister Li and Zhang Yunlong.

"Then I'll accept your offer and call you Xiao Qiang," Sister Li said with a charming smile. She hadn't expected this young man to be so polite and immediately felt a sense of goodwill towards him.

"Alright, Sister Li, go and call a few nice girls over. I'm so glad to have met Lao San today. We should celebrate properly. This is Lao San's first time in a place like this, so we should treat him well," Zhang Yunlong said to Sister Li.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I'll arrange it right away," Sister Li said and left.

"Big brother, I think your relationship is unusual, and Sister Li is definitely someone important. What, you're not planning to take her in?" I asked, watching Sister Li's retreating figure.

Zhang Yunlong said, "Third brother, you don't know, she's a mysterious figure. Five years ago, she came to me personally, saying she wanted to be a madam here, and specifically, the madam of this floor. At the time, I knew nothing about her, and she had no experience working in this kind of place, so naturally I refused. But she actually made a pledge, saying that if we lost money, she would unconditionally work as a prostitute to pay it off." "Seeing her confident demeanor, and her beautiful appearance, I figured she could definitely make money as a prostitute, so I let her be the madam of this floor. Sure enough, under her leadership, business on this floor has been exceptionally good, earning more year after year, and the current turnover is three times what it used to be. I even pursued her, but she didn't take it to heart, and I didn't want to force her, so I let it go, because she's our cash cow in Golden Bay! And she's still single to this day," Zhang Yunlong said with a sigh.

Zhang Yunlong's words piqued my curiosity and interest in Sister Li. I decided to have a good chat with her sometime. My intuition told me that Sister Li must have some kind of secret. Although I didn't know what that secret was, I was determined to find out and prevent her from harming Zhang Yunlong's business. Anyone who dared to bully the people around me would be dealt with severely.

"Xiao Qiang, I think Sister Li has a good impression of you. Why don't you go and get her?" Li Xiong laughed loudly.

"Even my brother can't handle it, how could I possibly have that ability! Forget it!" I smiled slightly. Actually, I was a little tempted. Sister Li was a great beauty! She had the charm of a mature woman and a special kind of temperament.

At this moment, the door opened, and six beautiful young women walked in, led by Sister Li. They were all around twenty years old. They had beautiful faces even without makeup. They wore loose, see-through clothes, and their bras and panties were clearly visible. Their slender figures and firm breasts were on full display.

"Hello, three big brothers!" six beautiful young ladies called out in unison, their voices melodious and distinct, a pleasure to listen to, clearly well-trained.

"Alright, you guys have fun! I'm off." Sister Li winked at us, then turned and walked out.

These six young ladies were all very beautiful, each with her own unique charm. Zhang Yunlong and Li Xiong's lovers automatically came to their side, embracing and flirting.

The remaining two young ladies automatically sat down next to me, each with an arm around me. I opened my arms and embraced their soft, beautiful bodies in return. The young lady on the left said sweetly, "What's your name, big brother? My name is Xiaolan, and hers is Xiaoqian." "Good names, just call me Brother Qiang," I said with a smile, kissing each of their pretty cheeks.

"Brother Qiang, your muscles are so firm! Hmm! They feel so good to touch," Xiaolan said, gently stroking my chest through my clothes.

"Really? Let me see if your chest is firm. Hmm! So soft! So elastic." I reached inside Xiaolan's clothes and grabbed her breasts, kneading them.

"Ah! Oh! Brother Qiang is so mean! You're bullying me as soon as you arrive," Xiaolan nestled in my arms, also stroking my chest forcefully, and said in a coquettish voice.

"Xiaoqian, let me see your breasts! Wow! They're so big! They feel so good to touch." Before Xiaoqian could react, I slipped my hand inside her bra, covering her breasts with my entire palm. They were soft, warm, and felt amazing, even bigger than Xiaolan's.

"You're so bad, Qiang-ge! Ah! Qiang-ge, you're so naughty!" Xiaoqian's voice was muffled as she involuntarily moaned. I never expected this little girl to be so easily aroused.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yunlong and Li Xiong were having a great time with their respective lovers. Zhang Yunlong sang the Hokkien song "Eighteen Touches" while touching every part of the girl's body according to the lyrics: "...Reaching out to touch the sister's nipples, they're like freshly steamed buns; reaching out to touch the sister's big belly, it's like a rice paddy; reaching out to touch the sister's little belly, it's soft and pleasing to the eye; reaching out to touch the sister's navel, it's like a plump navel from years ago; reaching out to touch the sister's buttocks, it's like fluffy white cotton; reaching out to touch the sister's thighs, they're like white silk..." Li Xiong also cheered from the side, touching every part of the two girls' bodies to his heart's content, making the two girls blush and feel aroused. Before long, Zhang Yunlong and Li Xiong were pushed and pulled away by their respective girls. Chapter Seven:
The Bar Surprise At Xiaolan and Xiaoqian's urging, I used my rarely performed voice to sing a Japanese erotic song, "Intimacy with a Condom." My voice is nice when I speak, but not when I sing. Plus, I have absolutely no musical talent and am completely tone-deaf, so I usually don't sing. It's not that I'm afraid people will say I sing badly, but mainly that I'm afraid my singing will assault their ears.

"Brother Qiang, you sing really well," Xiaolan and Xiaoqian both said.

I happily replied, "Really? But not as well as you two." "Damn! Nobody's ever praised my singing before. I never thought I'd meet kindred spirits here!" I thought to myself, feeling very excited, and my hands unconsciously increased their pressure.

Xiaolan and Xiaoqian were panting heavily, their faces flushed, their eyes glazed, already aroused. At this moment, they both slumped softly beside me, both hands simultaneously reaching towards my crotch, stroking my erect penis.

Under the influence of alcohol, coupled with the seductive music and the teasing of the two beautiful women beside me, the desire within me erupted. A pressing craving filled my heart. I turned my head and breathed into Xiaolan's ear, whispering, "Do you want it? Do you want me to comfort you?" "Mmm! Okay, Brother Qiang, come on! Xiaolan is waiting for your comfort, little sister wants your comfort." Xiaolan murmured incoherently, moaning softly, and reached out to pull down my pants, while Xiaoqian also freed her hands to remove my clothes.

Soon, I was naked, my strong, well-developed muscles and thick, hard penis surprising and delighting Xiaolan and Xiaoqian. The two women stroked my firm chest with one hand and caressed my penis with the other, feeling incredibly good.

My hands roamed over Xiaolan and Xiaoqian's chests and hips, caressing their full, firm breasts and mysterious valleys, indulging in the bliss of having two women, and teasing their burning desire.

"Ah!" A strange sensation came from my penis, the stimulation making me cry out involuntarily. Xiaoqian lowered her head and stuck out her tongue to lick my penis, then opened her small mouth and took it in, stroking it up and down. Xiaolan was not to be outdone, licking my earlobe with relish.

The two girls' skillful techniques gave me an unprecedented level of comfort. Waves of tingling sensations rushed into my mind, just like the lyrics say: "One wave hasn't subsided, and another one is already attacking..." I was about to explode, so I helped Xiaoqian up, ripped off her clothes, and had her sit on my lap with her back to me. Xiaoqian's body sank down, and with a "plop," her vagina swallowed my dragon whole. She couldn't help but let out an "oh," and then her buttocks began to twist and move rapidly.

A warm sensation enveloped my dragon, and waves of comfortable heat flowed through me. I reached over from behind and grabbed Xiaoqian's two jade-like breasts, kneading them.

Xiaolan suddenly moved her cherry-like lips to mine, sticking out her delicate tongue and inserting it into my mouth, searching for my tongue before they intertwined. I responded passionately to her tongue, sucking on it eagerly, enjoying the bliss of having two lovers at once. At that moment, I was completely lost in the moment… “Ah! Ah! Ah!” With Xiaoqian’s sudden scream, her body trembled violently, and streams of fluid gushed from her body, flowing down my thighs. She had reached her climax.

After her climax, Xiaoqian slumped weakly on my lap, refusing to move, enjoying the wonderful feeling of my dragon filling her vagina.

Xiaolan pushed Xiaoqian off me and took her place, straddling me with her legs spread, sitting face-to-face on my lap. Her small hands began to frantically pound around below, her beautiful vagina instantly swallowing my dragon, then wildly thrashing about, as if trying to release all the pent-up desire she had been suppressing for so long.

Xiaoqian whispered in my ear, "Brother Qiang, you're so strong! Does it feel good?" I gently kissed Xiaoqian's cherry lips and whispered, "It feels good, it feels so good to be intimate with you, how about you?" A blush rose on Xiaoqian's face, and she giggled, "Making love with you feels so good, yours is so big, so hard, so tight, so full! I want more!" I gently tapped Xiaoqian's nose and laughed, "You little slut, I'll definitely satisfy you, and I'll make you climax after I've dealt with Xiaolan." "Mmm!" Xiaoqian smiled happily, then leaned in for a passionate kiss.

In this karaoke room, I completely let go, indulging myself on the plains of lust. I've never been so unrestrained before; tonight, I'm going to completely surrender, surrendering my soul to primal desire.

After Xiaolan's climax, I laid Xiaoqian on the sofa and went at her again, driving her to ecstasy, making her scream and cry out. Then I switched to Xiaolan... until both Xiaoqian and Xiaolan had climaxed three times each, too exhausted to continue, I finally ejaculated inside them.

Xiaolan and Xiaoqian lay on the sofa, dazed, muttering incoherently,

"I want more, so good, I want more..." Looking at the two women sprawled on the sofa, and the wet stains everywhere, the lewd atmosphere and environment filled me with an unprecedented emptiness. An unprecedented emptiness.

I left the karaoke room, went to the lobby, lit a cigarette, and sat quietly, contemplating my changes. But that emptiness still enveloped me like air, making it hard to breathe. The sense of loss after the indulgence made it impossible for me to stay there any longer. I had to escape; if I didn't, I would go insane.

Everyone indulges in certain behaviors, whether man or woman. Indulgence is a way to escape pressure. However, the sobriety that follows indulgence may be more painful and unbearable than the state before the indulgence. I am in this situation now, and my escape is an escape from indulgence. But the pressure of life is everywhere. If I escape this kind of life, I will fall into another kind of life. Where can I escape to be truly free?

I decided to find a quiet bar to sit in and escape this decadent place.

"Music, drinks, and lots of people." This seems to be the most common understanding of bars. However, as a standard model of Western drinking culture, bars are gaining increasing attention. In the 1990s, bars sprang up in every corner of major Chinese cities. Beijing bars offered a wide variety of drinks, Shanghai bars had a charming ambiance, and Shenzhen bars were full of passion—each with its own unique characteristics. Bars have become another form of entertainment for modern people.

On the top floor of the annex of the Golden Bay Nightclub, there are two bars: one called "Extreme" and the other "Linfeng Qingyang." Judging from the name, Linfeng Qingyang seems to be a more artistic bar, giving a sense of calm and tranquility. So I went in.

It was crowded, but not noisy at all. Everyone was sitting quietly, either chatting or silent. The room had soft lighting, soft wall decorations, and gentle music—everything was so elegant and warm, giving one a feeling of standing in the breeze and feeling relaxed.

"Miss, give me a 'Golden Fizz'," I said with a smile to the pretty bartender as I approached the counter.

Ginfizz is a cocktail made with gin, fresh lemon juice, and soda water. It's sweet, smooth, and can relieve fatigue and invigorate the spirit, making it especially suitable for summer.

"Thank you," I said, taking the glass from the bartender. I found a seat by the window; it was a secluded spot, perfect for undisturbed conversation, and offered a view of the night scene.

I quietly gazed out the window, listening to soft music and savoring the sweet cocktail. My mind quickly calmed, and the emptiness I felt earlier vanished. Then I looked around, observing the people around me.

At the table opposite me sat a beautiful woman, around thirty-five years old, wearing a black dress with an open neckline revealing a platinum necklace with a uniquely designed pendant—clearly very valuable.

Her slightly permed and dyed short hair gave her an air of noble elegance yet serene composure. Her delicate face was fair and tender, showing no signs of age. Her small nose was perfectly sculpted, and her sensual lips were coated with a light layer of colorless lipstick, the thin lips incredibly alluring. Her rounded chin had a smooth, graceful line, and her fair, delicate skin looked remarkably elastic and supple.

"So beautiful!" I exclaimed inwardly. This woman possessed the charm of a mature woman, a maturity tinged with allure.

She held a wine glass in one hand and her chin in the other, seemingly lost in thought, her face showing a melancholy and loneliness. I couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity. Why was she so melancholy? Judging from her attire, she must have a good income. Was it because of her work? Or was her husband treating her poorly?

I remember someone saying, "All bars are named after loneliness; it's loneliness that drives people here. Here, they find their kind, and perhaps in their company, they feel a little better!" This woman clearly noticed me staring at her. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with displeasure and contempt. Perhaps she was thinking, "Another pervert!"

Am I a pervert? I don't know now. What's wrong with being a pervert? A woman's beauty is meant to be appreciated. Without a man's appreciation, a woman has no need to dress up. As the saying goes, "A gentleman appreciates beauty but is not lewd." I was just curious; I had no intention of doing anything to her. I just felt she possessed an indescribable charm.

This woman's melancholy reminded me of the girl in Dai Wangshu's poem "Rainy Alley," a girl like a lilac, burdened with sorrow. This woman before me also had the color of a lilac, the fragrance of a lilac, the sorrow of a lilac, sitting silently like me, indifferent, desolate, and melancholic, lost in a dreamlike state.

I knew staring at someone was impolite, and just as I was about to turn away from the woman, I saw that she was also staring at me. I suddenly remembered the childhood game of staring at each other, seeing who could stare the longest. A knowing smile crept onto my face, and I stared at her without blinking. We just stared at each other like that, everything unspoken, more eloquent than words.

After a long while, perhaps sensing my childlike innocence, or perhaps sensing my naivety, a sweet smile slowly appeared on her face, like spring flowers in full bloom, like the bright sunshine, like a gentle breeze. I was captivated, lost in that beautiful smile.

This beautiful woman was also troubled; she had argued with her husband again that night, and feeling troubled, she had come out for drinks. She hadn't expected to be stared at so lecherously by a young man. She initially thought he was definitely there to pick up girls, but his eyes were clear and bright, his smile sunny; he didn't seem like a lecherous person, but rather like a big child with an innocent heart.

"Why would he come to a place like this? His eyes are quite melancholy, which, combined with his handsome appearance, has a special kind of magic. Does he have something bothering him? Why are there so many unhappy people in this society? Maybe it wouldn't be bad to have him come and chat with us," the woman thought to herself.

Suddenly, the woman beckoned to me, gesturing for me to sit at the same table as her. I looked at her in surprise, pointed to myself, and asked her with my eyes, "Is she calling me?

" The woman smiled gently and nodded. I picked up my glass, got up, and sat down at the table, introducing myself, "Hello, my name is Xiaoqiang." The woman chuckled softly, "Xiaoqiang, is that the Xiaoqiang that Stephen Chow talked about?" Good heavens! Even she knows about the Xiaoqiang that Stephen Chow talked about! This is my sore spot. Being called Xiaoqiang wasn't so bad, but ever since Stephen Chow named a cockroach Xiaoqiang in the movie *Flirting Scholar*, everyone's been calling me Xiaoqiang with a hidden meaning. I never expected to be called that by a beautiful young woman here, especially one who knows this story.

"Hehe! This Xiaoqiang isn't that Xiaoqiang. May I ask your name…?" I explained with a wry smile.

"If you really love me, let me go…" Richie Jen's song "Little Snow" suddenly rang out from the woman's purse. She took out her phone, glanced at it, and softly said to me, "Sorry!" before answering.

"Yes, I'm coming right away!" The woman's face showed anxiety. She closed her phone, gave an apologetic smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I have something urgent to attend to. I have to go. See you later." Then she hurriedly left.

Everything happened so suddenly. Before I could react, the woman had vanished. I felt a sense of loss, a pang of sadness, as if I had lost something. But the image of that beautiful young woman in a long black dress, like a lilac, was deeply etched in my mind. She was gone, yet it was as if she hadn't. She left quietly, just as quietly as she had come; she waved goodbye gently, leaving without a trace.

Chapter Eight: Tutor Student This morning I got up very early, leaving Liu Qiong naked in bed. Last night, we had been at it for several hours straight; no wonder she slept so soundly, too tired to even get out of bed.

I got dressed and went downstairs to a nearby breakfast shop to have a proper breakfast. I ordered a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and four fried dough sticks.

Since entering my senior year of college, I rarely have morning classes, so I often sleep in late or do "morning exercises" with Fei Fei in my room. I rarely eat breakfast outside. Today, I had something to do and got up early, which gave me the opportunity to eat breakfast.

This breakfast shop is indeed quite good, with a wide variety of items. They offer five or six kinds of congee alone, along with noodles, rice noodles, various fried snacks, steamed dumplings, steamed buns, and more. It's a typical Cantonese breakfast shop. I especially love their congee and fried dough sticks. The congee is cooked until very soft, the rice grains are all broken up, and it has a subtle fragrance. It also contains preserved egg and lean meat, which are fresh and sweet.

I haven't had breakfast in a long time, so I ordered two extra fried dough sticks today. It was so satisfying!

I gently put down my chopsticks, wiped my mouth with a napkin, checked the time—the bus would arrive in five minutes—so I hurried out of the breakfast shop and headed towards the bus stop.

I've been tutoring a middle school girl in Chinese since my junior year of college, for two years now. Over these two years, I've developed a deep bond with her family. She's very attached to me, calling me "big brother," and her mother treats me like a sister. Today is the first day of her summer vacation. Last night she called, insisting I come and spend time with her because she'll be in her third year of middle school next semester, and summer school starts around July 20th. She wanted me to make the most of my time to be with her for a few days.

My student is named Yang Ling. She's quirky, clever, and adorable. She lives with her mother, Yang Jing. Perhaps because she lacks a father figure, she has a strange temper, is headstrong, and has hired many tutors for her, but none of them lasted long, driven away by Yang Ling.

Strangely enough, Yang Ling and I get along exceptionally well. She behaves very well in front of me, even surprising Yang Jing, who asked me if I had any ideas on how to curb this little devil's personality. But I had no idea what to do!

Later, after getting to know Yang Ling better, I asked her why she liked me. She said I was handsome and looked a lot like her father—no, even more handsome than him. However, in the past two years, Yang Ling's temperament had indeed completely changed. Except for her quirky and mischievous nature, she had become very well-behaved, cute, and loved by everyone.

At this moment, a large crowd had gathered at the bus stop. Twenty or thirty men, women, and children were crammed under the small shelter, waiting for the bus.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up. In the distance, I saw a girl standing out from the crowd. She was about 1.75 meters tall, with flowing black hair cascading down her beautiful shoulders like a waterfall. Her silhouette was captivating, making one want to see her face.

When I reached the bus stop, I could finally see the girl clearly. Her hair was flowing and jet black, her eyebrows were like distant mountains in spring, her eyes were deep and watery, her nose was high and straight, her lips were sexy and red, and her chin was small and round. She had a flawless face and exuded a classical and aloof temperament.

The girl wore a grass-green sleeveless silk V-neck t-shirt, revealing two fair and tender arms, smooth and delicate, as white as snow. The well-tailored clothes tightly hugged her firm and high breasts, and the waist-cinching design showed off her slender waist. She wore a pure white knee-length gauze skirt, revealing her slender, long, fair and tender calves without an ounce of excess fat. Her clothes, figure and temperament were perfectly matched.

The girl wore a pair of off-white stiletto heels, the heels almost five inches high. No wonder she looked so tall, a head taller than everyone around her. She exuded a captivating youthful charm, dazzling and radiant, making even the July sun pale in comparison.

Just as I was feasting my eyes on her, the bus came to a stop with a "beep." Before everyone could get off, the crowd surged towards the bus doors.

A flash of annoyance and disdain crossed the girl's eyes. She seemed very unhappy with the rush, as if afraid they would dirty her clothes or squeeze her. So she stepped aside and stood at the very back of the crowd.

By the time I came to my senses, many people had already squeezed onto the bus. I quickly ran over and followed the girl onto the bus. It was rush hour, and the bus was packed with people, crammed together like a sardine can.

I pressed myself tightly against the girl's back. Her hair exuded a delicate fragrance, the scent of shampoo I loved—a light, sweet aroma. I took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent infused with the beauty of her body.

The bus passengers were all pressed tightly together, chest to back. The girl's plump, pert buttocks were pressed firmly against my groin. Her thin gauze skirt offered little protection, and my erection could clearly feel her firm, elastic buttocks. A strange sensation shot through me, making my breath catch in my throat.

"Screech!" The bus suddenly braked, throwing the people behind me forward. The girl, following the momentum, leaned forward as well, pressing her already tight buttocks even more firmly against my groin. My already somewhat aroused erection seemed to sense this intrusion, slightly raising its head and pressing tightly against the girl's buttocks.

The girl seemed to sense something and tried desperately to move forward, but there were people standing in front of her, and her firm breasts would be pushed up by the crowd. Just when she was in a dilemma, the bus suddenly accelerated forward. At this time, the people in the front of the bus fell backward, and I also rushed backward with this force. At this moment, my erect penis was already hard and slammed heavily into the girl's buttocks.

"Hmm!" The girl, Xie Xingxian, couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her face flushing crimson. She thought to herself, "This damn bus is so crowded! I should have taken a taxi; I wouldn't have had to suffer like this. But that thing in the back is so big and hard! And so hot, it feels so good against me! Ah! Why am I thinking like this? This damn bus! This damn crowd! This damn pervert!" "Damn it! Why is my dragon waking up at this hour? Why isn't it sleeping?" I tried desperately to control my thoughts, trying to suppress my dragon and keep it from rising. Thankfully, under my control, it finally fell asleep.

Xie Xingxian suddenly felt the hard object on her buttocks disappear. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "Thank goodness, that person wasn't a pervert." However, she suddenly felt a slight sense of loss because the tingling sensation in her buttocks was gone.

"What does that guy look like? Handsome? Strange, why do I suddenly have this urge to see the person who bullied me?" Xie Xingxian wondered inexplicably.

She couldn't turn around on the bus, so she just turned her head slightly and saw a young man a little taller than herself. His eyes were sharp and bright, like two stars in the cold night, captivating and beautiful. His lips were slightly upturned, revealing a radiant smile like sunshine. His teeth were snow-white and perfectly aligned. He was so handsome!

For no reason, Xie Xingxian's heart skipped a beat. A chord deep within her was suddenly plucked by this unknown young man, like a pebble thrown into a calm pond, creating ripples that lingered for a long time.

Just then, the bus stopped at a stop, and I had to get off. So I squeezed past the girl, taking the opportunity to brush my arm against her breasts. Her breasts were full and firm, very elastic, and I could feel the hard buds on them.

"Ah? Could it be that she's fallen for me too?" This thought suddenly flashed through my mind. I couldn't help but turn to look at her, only to find her looking at me with a complex expression—a hint of curiosity, a touch of affection, and a dash of disappointment. I gave the girl one last, reluctant look before getting off the bus with the crowd, watching her disappear.

Xie Xingxian stood on the bus, watching the sunny boy get off, feeling a strange sense of loss. When he squeezed past her, his hand, whether intentionally or unintentionally, had brushed against her proud breasts, making her already slightly aroused breasts even more tingly, her nipples hardening.

Xie Xingxian thought to herself, "He's watching me go. Could it be that he's interested in me too? I wonder if we'll ever meet again?" Walking along the tree-lined path, the stuffiness from the bus was gone. The summer breeze, blowing through the lush trees, filtered away the heat and restlessness, leaving only coolness and refreshment. It felt like walking on a country road back home, and I couldn't help but hum a folk tune from my hometown.

Yang Ling's home was in the "Blue Hawaii" community, a middle-class neighborhood with many apartment buildings and rows of townhouses. Yang Ling's house was a two-story townhouse with a blue roof and pale yellow walls, reflecting the blue waters and golden beaches of Hawaii. Each house also had a lush green lawn in front. This house was left to them by Yang Ling's father, something Yang Jing had fought for during their divorce.

I arrived at Yang Ling's door, gently pushed it open, and quickly dodged to the side. With a sharp "Ha!", a delicate pink leg clad in slippers kicked out—Yang Ling's signature side kick. A pretty girl rushed out and threw herself into my arms, whining, "No, big brother, you're so mean! You never let Ling'er kick you, it's no fun at all!" "Hehe! My little Ling'er, did you miss your brother?" I hugged Yang Ling and kissed her cheeks passionately.

Yang Ling struggled to break free from my embrace, stood on the ground, and shouted, "Your beard is so prickly! Humph! No, the martial arts big brother taught me are useless, I can't kick anyone at all." I touched my chin; it was indeed a bit prickly. I had been in such a hurry today that I forgot to shave, so I had some stubble. When Yang Ling threw herself at me, I felt two soft points of flesh touch my chest. Yang Ling's...that area has grown! I couldn't help but look up and carefully examine the fourteen-year-old girl in front of me.

Today, Yang Ling was dressed casually in a pink cotton pajama top and bottoms. Although the clothes were loose, I could still see through the thin fabric that her developing breasts were already quite large compared to the last time I saw them.

She wore crystal sandals with cartoon patterns, revealing her bare, snow-white feet. A line from Li Bai's poem suddenly flashed through my mind: "Her feet are like frost on her clogs, without black socks." Her pink face was smooth and delicate, adorned with large, watery eyes and cherry-like lips. However, she was currently pouting, turning her face away angrily, pretending to ignore me. This expression had a unique charm, making me feel sorry for her.

Yang Ling was truly a stunning little beauty, completely inheriting her mother Yang Jing's best features. In a few years, she would be absolutely captivating. I couldn't resist a surge of desire. I gently cupped her little face in my hands and smiled, "Hehe! Sweet Ling'er, don't be angry. Big brother was wrong. Let's start over!" Yang Ling always succumbed to this tactic.

"Is it really true? Okay, you go out, I'll close the door and start over." Yang Ling's anger turned to laughter, and she immediately turned around and grabbed my arm, laughing.

Yang Ling is already fourteen years old, and she still likes to play this kind of game. I really can't understand what these kids are thinking these days. Maybe they watch too many cartoons and comics! Although their generation has a broader knowledge base than ours, their thinking is still stuck in elementary school, quite immature.

I went outside, reopened the door, and with a sharp "Ha!", just like the scene from before, a leg wearing slippers kicked out, hitting me squarely in the stomach. "Ah!" I cried out, pretending to be kicked, bending over, touching my stomach with both hands, making a painful expression, and backing away step by step until I fell to the ground with a "thud."

Yang Ling rushed out, kneeling on my stomach, her right hand outstretched like a knife, slashing at my left chest with a frontal strike, her left hand bent into a fist, punching my right chest.

"Ah!" I cried out in pain. This time it really hurt. Yang Ling was already fourteen years old and had been practicing Taekwondo for almost two years. She was quite strong. It seemed I was truly "a sinner brought on by heaven, but a sinner brought on by himself." Yang Ling then revealed her true nature as a little devil. She pulled her right hand back, bent her arm into an elbow, and was about to strike me down. It seemed my "teaching" had worked; she was treating me like a pervert. I was shocked, thinking that this little devil was trying to rob and kill me! So I quickly grabbed her elbow, stopping her from going any further, and shouted, "Ling'er, Ling'er, I surrender!" "Haha! Big brother lost, big brother lost!" Yang Ling laughed happily.

I smiled bitterly, raising my hands to the sky to show my complete surrender. Yang Ling giggled playfully, then nestled her fragrant, soft body against my chest. Her long, black hair, casually tied in a ponytail, cascaded down, gently brushing my cheek—a ticklish, sweet scent, exactly my favorite.

As Yang Ling lay down, I suddenly felt two soft mounds pressing against my chest. I exclaimed with delight, "Ah! Those are Ling'er's developing breasts!" Yang Ling twisted and turned against me, saying coquettishly, "Big brother, aren't I amazing?

I've learned all the skills you taught me! How will you reward me?" Yang Ling's small, soft breasts rubbed against me through our thin clothes, constantly teasing my most primal desires. The intoxicating, tingling sensation was truly unbearable.

I couldn't help but glance inside Yang Ling's low-hanging clothes. It had only been a little over a month since I'd last seen her, and I was amazed at how quickly her breasts had developed. From a tiny protrusion, they had become

full breasts, already possessing the basic characteristics of a woman, laying a solid foundation for future ample bosoms. Puberty really does make growth happen quickly, like bamboo shoots sprouting after rain. Yang Ling's breasts were exposed, a large expanse of snow-white skin. With her movements, I could vaguely see her pair of pink and alluring nipples. Although not large, the raised breasts already had the outline of nipples, and I could occasionally see the two pink areolas on those small mounds.

The soft, pink flesh of the young girl suddenly stirred an impulse within me; I wanted to reach out and tease them.

Oh God! How could I have such thoughts about Yang Ling? I'm so despicable! Have I suddenly become so bad? Or is my heart truly so wicked?

I shook my head violently, trying to drive away this evil thought. I thought, no! This can't go on any longer, so I raised my hand and gave Yang Ling's bouncy little bottom a light pat. Her newly developed bottom was quite plump, and it felt wonderful.

I said softly, "Ling'er, have you had enough? How should I reward you?" "Hmm! I need to think about it. Then you'll be Ling'er's future husband!" Yang Ling said happily.

I don't know if I owed this little devil something in my past life. Yang Ling always pesters me to be her husband, and Yang Jing always just smiles, neither agreeing nor stopping her. I'm really exasperated by this mother and daughter. And I dread this tactic of hers the most; just hearing that sentence gives me a headache.

"Hehe! My little Ling'er, my good Ling'er, please let me go! You're still so small!" "Where am I small? Where am I small?" Yang Ling asked aggressively, thrusting out her newly developed chest.

I was speechless. Yang Ling was indeed not small; everything that should be developed was well-developed.

"Hmph! Let's see if you dare bully Ling'er again!" Yang Ling said, not letting it go.

"How could I dare to bully Ling'er? Even if God gave me ten pig's gall and ten dog's gall, I wouldn't dare to bully you!" I said helplessly.

"That's good. You must treat Ling'er well! That way, Ling'er can be your good wife in the future. I'll forgive you this time. Get up!" Yang Ling said, climbing off me.

"Big brother, you still have to teach Ling'er a few more Taekwondo moves!" Yang Ling said, tilting her head.

"Okay, okay, I'll agree to anything you want. Let's go inside! I'll teach you a few powerful moves." After I finished speaking, I took Yang Ling's pink little hand and walked into the house.

"Ling'er, you'll be going to the third year of junior high school soon. Can I check your homework first? After I check your homework, I'll teach you Taekwondo." I sat on the soft and comfortable leather sofa and said to Yang Ling, who was sitting opposite me.

"Check it then. Your little Ling'er is the best in the whole school!" Yang Ling said without any modesty.

"Hehe! Isn't this all thanks to me? Were your grades this good in elementary school?" I smiled, thinking that if I didn't put this little girl down, she wouldn't know her place.

But what I said was true. Yang Ling, lacking a father's love and experiencing teenage rebellion, used to dislike school. Although she was extremely intelligent, she never studied hard, so her grades hovered around the lower-middle level. Later, because of me, she started studying diligently, and her grades quickly improved. She also became enthusiastic about participating in various school activities.

"Ah! You dare to laugh at me? Big brother is so mean, bullying me again. I'm not playing anymore, hmph!" Yang Ling's lips pouted again.

"Okay, okay, it was big brother's fault. My little Ling'er is the smartest. Let's check our Chinese first!" I quickly changed the subject.

"You're trying to change the subject again? No way! You bullied me, so I'll punish you by making you kiss me!" Yang Ling said, her eyes wide.

Helpless, I could only nod and smile wryly, otherwise I didn't know what trouble I would cause. So I quickly ran over and gave Yang Ling a quick peck on her cheek, then fled back to my sofa like a fugitive.

"Can you forgive me now? Can we start?" I pleaded. "Hehe! It feels so good! I love it when big brother kisses me, big brother, let's start!" Yang Ling said with a beaming smile, as happy as a little woman, lost in her fantasies, completely unaware of what she was saying, and readily agreed.

I first tested Yang Ling's basic Chinese language knowledge, which is essential for high school entrance exams. Yang Ling answered quickly and very well. Next, I tested her oral expression skills. I gave her a topic essay: "The Ephemeral Flower, though short-lived, blooms with its own charm and beauty." I asked Yang Ling to write the essay orally.

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, then her thoughts flowed freely as she slowly recited: "Through countless long and deep nights, it endured the loneliness and cold of darkness alone, yet its heart, like a spark beneath an iceberg, was filled with confidence and hope, believing that one day, the stars in the sky would sing for it. In life, many people accept loneliness and solitude, yet their hearts are steadfast, full of confidence in the future, willing to dedicate their lives to their ideals. Acceptance and dedication are like gifts life gives us, allowing us to bravely accept the baptism of suffering and await the most beautiful moment of dedicating ourselves to our ideals, even if it is only a fleeting moment of brilliance." Yang Ling's thoughts flowed like clouds and water, and I was deeply moved. This young woman is truly remarkable; her thinking is so quick, her language so beautiful, and she has created such a beautiful article in such a short time. She is indeed very impressive.

After reading her essay aloud, Yang Ling glanced at me with a smile, as proud as a princess, as if to say, "I'm amazing, aren't I?" I then tested Yang Ling's knowledge of humanities subjects like history and English, which she answered perfectly. She truly was a child prodigy, just like I was back in my day.

"Big brother, did you pass? Humph! I told you I had no problem. I read all the books you asked me to read, and I did all the homework you asked me to do very well, so you don't need to worry about my studies. Just focus on teaching me Taekwondo!" Yang Ling said confidently with a grin.

"Okay, okay, okay, my Ling'er is amazing. I don't need to teach you anymore. Since you passed, let's start learning Taekwondo!" "Yay! Great! I can learn martial arts again!" Yang Ling jumped over from the sofa excitedly, hugged my head, and kissed my cheek passionately.

"My God! What's wrong with girls these days? Don't they realize they're playing with fire?" I thought helplessly.

Chapter Nine: My Cooking Skills I previously taught Yang Ling the first three forms of Taekwondo Taegeuk. Judging from her kicking me when she opened the door this morning, she has mastered these three forms very well; only her strength needs improvement. However, I still need her to practice the forms and routines of these three forms thoroughly, and correct any slightly incorrect movements.

Taegeuk Form One corresponds to Qian in the Eight Trigrams, signifying the origin of all things in the universe, meaning Taegeuk Form One is the root of Taekwondo techniques. Taegeuk Form Two corresponds to Dui in the Eight Trigrams, signifying outward softness and inner strength; therefore, although the techniques of Taegeuk Form Two appear soft, they can launch a powerful attack at any time. Taegeuk Form Three corresponds to Li in the Eight Trigrams, signifying brightness like fire; therefore, the techniques of Taegeuk Form Three are full of vitality and can also be used to cultivate agility when transitioning from defense to offense.

"Good, Ling'er has mastered the first three chapters very well and is making rapid progress. Next, we will begin learning the fourth chapter of Tai Chi. The fourth chapter of Tai Chi is Zhen from the Bagua, which signifies having a righteous spirit, being awe-inspiring, and inspiring fear in others. This chapter can cultivate a kind of imposing presence, and when combined with the unique roar of Taekwondo, it can launch a psychological attack on the opponent, giving you a mental advantage." I first gave a general explanation of the key points of the fourth chapter of Tai Chi, and then I demonstrated it once. Next, I demonstrated and guided Yang Ling's practice section by section.

As I demonstrated the movements, I explained, "This set of techniques is divided into six sections. The first section involves a horizontal three-seven stance, a two-handed sword strike in front of the chest for defense, followed by a lunge stance and a vertical sword strike, once on the left and once on the right." I continued, "The second section involves a backward lunge stance, a two-handed sword strike with an upward parry and inward slash, followed by two kicks: a front kick, a straight punch, and a side kick. The three-seven stance is again followed by a two-handed sword strike in front of the chest for defense, with the front foot remaining stationary and the body naturally turning to the side and backward." Yang Ling was indeed very intelligent and had a very strong learning ability. Under my careful guidance, she quickly memorized the basic routines. Although her movements were still somewhat clumsy, it was still quite remarkable that she was able to memorize these routines in just over two hours.

"Ugh! I'm so tired, I'm covered in sweat. This chapter is much harder than the previous three. It's so hard to even memorize so many movements. When will I be able to connect them all?" Yang Ling collapsed onto the sofa, wiping her sweat with a towel, panting heavily.

"Hmm! Ling'er learns very quickly, very good. Now you've memorized the routine of Tai Chi Chapter Four, so you can practice on your own from now on. The moves in this chapter start with hand chop, hand chop attack, and penetrating hand, and then move on to more difficult techniques such as mid-section outside block and side kick, especially the mid-section outside block. Because the movements are quite difficult, you need to pay more attention when practicing. Remember to keep your center of gravity on the line of the movement, and also be careful not to slip due to excessive force." I encouraged Yang Ling and explained the key points and precautions of Tai Chi Chapter Four again.

"Really? How long did it take you to learn this chapter, big brother?" Yang Ling immediately perked up after hearing my praise.

"Me? Hehe! I was a little faster than you! It seems like... I can't remember." I deliberately kept her in suspense.

"Tell me! Tell me!" Yang Ling asked anxiously.

"Two weeks," I laughed.

"Wow!" Yang Ling gasped, her mouth agape. "Big brother, you're amazing! You learned it in just two weeks! That's incredible! It took me three weeks to learn even one chapter of Tai Chi!" Yang Ling stared at me with wide eyes, utterly adoring me.

Seeing her astonished expression, I secretly chuckled to myself. Actually, it had taken me three weeks to fully master all four chapters of Tai Chi.

At this moment, Yang Ling was drenched in sweat, possessing a unique beauty. A few strands of her hair, damp with sweat, clung to her smooth forehead. Her rosy cheeks were like a large, red apple, incredibly cute. I really wanted to take a bite out of her face. Her newly developed breasts rose and fell, as if two little white rabbits were restlessly throbbing inside, stirring up endless fantasies.

"I'm covered in sweat, it's so uncomfortable! Big brother, I'm going to take a shower." Yang Ling stretched, her chest naturally thrusting forward, fully revealing the beautiful contours of her breasts. Then she stood up from the sofa, went to the room to get her clothes, and went to shower.

A moment later, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. My mind naturally conjured up images of Yang Ling standing naked under the showerhead, her slender figure without an ounce of fat, her smooth, delicate, snow-white skin glistening with water, her newly developed breasts protruding like small steamed buns, the two tiny pink buds on top. Below her flat stomach was a patch of soft, dark gray hair covering her slightly raised, tender flesh.

At that moment, my erection suddenly awakened, slowly struggling to lift its head slightly, pressing against my pants and looking around. "Oh dear! What's wrong with me lately? Why am I thinking about women all the time, even young girls? I want to fantasize about them. When did I become so lewd? No, no! I must reject this vulgarity!" My mind was a mess, and I tried desperately to banish these evil thoughts.

"Eek!" Just then, I heard the doorknob turn, and the door was gently pushed open. A familiar, slender figure walked in, and a faint fragrance wafted over, lingering around my nose—the delicate scent of the French perfume "Poison." I took a deep breath, and my mind instantly cleared, the evil thoughts vanishing completely.

I knew Yang Jing was back without even looking. "Poison" was her signature perfume. I turned to look at Yang Jing as she entered the house.

She was wearing a well-tailored, simple blue-black suit with a white tank top underneath. A platinum diamond chain hung from the collar, its pendant framing her large breasts and arousing allure. Her slightly reddish-brown hair made her fair skin appear even whiter, and her colorless lipstick made her lips look full and luscious. She exuded an air of noble elegance.

Although she was wearing a suit, it couldn't hide her stunning figure. Her mature breasts were high, firm, large, and round—truly voluptuous.

Time, though merciless, hadn't left many marks on Yang Jing; she looked at least five or six years younger than her actual age, like she was in her early thirties.

"Sister Jing, you're back." Although Yang Ling called me "Big Brother," I always called her "Mom."

"Xiaoqiang, you're here. Why didn't you bring Feifei along?" Yang Jing smiled.

I didn't speak. Although I had said I didn't care about Yao Feifei and wanted to have the whole forest, I still couldn't help but feel a pang of pain whenever someone mentioned her. I was silent for a while, then said softly, "She's not coming. She went abroad." Yang Jing tossed her light blue handbag onto the sofa, casually unfastening her hair clip, letting her beautiful hair fall loosely. She was taken aback by my answer, not expecting this response, and looked up at me with pity.

Because I was quite familiar with Yang Jing's family, I had brought Yao Feifei here many times, and she had always been welcomed by Yang Jing and Yang Ling. Yang Jing had always known about the deep affection between Yao Feifei and me; we loved each other very much. She couldn't believe that Yao Feifei would abandon me and go abroad.

Yang Jing slowly walked over and sat on the sofa opposite me, silently watching me. After a long while, she didn't find any sadness on my face, which she found strange.

Yang Jing thought to herself, "There are two explanations for his behavior. One is that he's deeply saddened but buried it deep inside, and the other is that he's already moved on from the shadows. If it's the first one, then it's not good. He'll either die in silence or explode in silence." "Xiao Qiang, you don't seem sad at all! What's wrong? Tell me! Don't keep it bottled up inside. Come on, tell your sister. I'll be your loyal listener. Your sister will always be on your side." "Hehe! I know, my dear Jing-jie, I'm fine. It's just one woman! There will be plenty more in the future." I said , pretending to be nonchalant.

"That's good. It's good that you're alright. I don't think you're destined to have only one woman. You'll definitely have many women in the future. You're destined for romance! I told you before." Yang Jing finally felt relieved and started joking with me.

"Is it really true? That's great, hehe..." I said, pretending to be lewd when I heard Yang Jing say that, almost drooling.

"Hehe! Look at your deadpan face." Yang Jing said coquettishly.

Yang Jing took off her shoes, crossed her legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, and rested them on the low table in front of her. Her soft body leaned back on the sofa, displaying a languid, girlish posture that left me speechless, staring blankly. My mouth watered, a trickle even running down my chin. Luckily, Yang Jing was sitting with her back to me on the sofa and didn't see my embarrassing state.

Yang Jing asked softly, "Where's Ling'er? I haven't seen her." Her languid, weak voice was incredibly pleasant to my ears, flowing like water through my body, giving me an indescribable feeling of comfort.

"Oh! She just finished taekwondo practice and went to take a shower," I replied.

"Hmm! I'm a little tired, so I'll just lie down on the sofa for a bit." Yang Jing finished speaking and leaned back on the sofa, no longer speaking. She closed her eyes, her face showing weariness—not physical, but mental, and it seemed to conceal many unspoken worries.

Soon, Yang Jing's chest rose and fell slightly, her breathing even, and she fell asleep on the sofa, looking every bit like a sleeping beauty. Her posture was incredibly alluring. Looking at Yang Jing's large, heaving breasts, my mouth watered involuntarily, and the lust that had just subsided surged up again. My erection began to rise restlessly, and I started fantasizing again, this time imagining Yang Jing's perfect figure.

"Is Mom back?" Yang Ling rushed out of the room and asked.

Yang Ling's voice startled me from my lewd fantasies. I was startled, and a wave of shame washed over me. How could I act like this towards someone I respected? The lust within me immediately subsided.

I suddenly realized that Yang Jing was asleep, and quickly said, "Shh!" I put a finger to my lips, signaling Yang Ling not to speak loudly, and then pointed to Yang Jing sleeping on the sofa.

Yang Ling tiptoed over, having just bathed, and was now wearing a pure white dress. Her wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her rosy face looked even more radiant from the bath. She playfully put her right index finger to her lips, appearing incredibly cute.

The form-fitting dress perfectly showcased Yang Ling's slender figure. Her breasts were clearly restrained by her bra, but this only made them appear more prominent. Her abdomen was flat, and her waist was incredibly narrow, a perfect figure for a young girl. The hem of the dress reached only to her knees, revealing a large section of her fair and delicate legs, like two long white radishes or lotus roots just emerging from the water. She looked ethereal and otherworldly. Now,

Yang Ling resembled a little fairy, pure and innocent, a stark contrast to her playful morning self, now incredibly gentle and adorable, inspiring no impure thoughts.

"Big brother, why did Mom fall asleep as soon as she got back?" Yang Ling asked softly.

"Maybe your mom is just too tired from work, so you have to listen to her and not make her angry. It's not easy for her working outside!" I took the opportunity to give Yang Ling a lecture.

"Yes! It's really hard for my mom to raise me alone. I'll study hard so she can enjoy life in the future." When Yang Ling said this, I could really feel that she was much more mature than before.

"Then let's make lunch! Let your mom rest for a while, and we'll wake her up after we've finished cooking, giving her a surprise, okay?" I pinched Yang Ling's little cheek and asked.

"Okay, big brother, let's make it! Let Mom taste my cooking." Yang Ling got excited as soon as she heard that she could cook, and it was rare for her to agree so readily.

As the saying goes, "Children from poor families learn to be independent early." From a young age, I learned to cook from my grandmother, watching her transform ingredients into delicious dishes. Through years of observation and practice, I've mastered the methods for each dish, truly inheriting her skills. I also frequently watch cooking shows on television and have studied Traditional Chinese Medicine for a while, so I understand the nutritional components of various ingredients and can create delicious and nutritious meals.

Cantonese people are very particular about soup making; every Cantonese woman must know how to make soup, otherwise she's considered an unqualified woman, unable to keep her man's heart. Through observation and self-study, I've also developed a knack for making soup. Now, I'm making "Double Ginseng and Lean Pork Delicious Soup."

The ingredients include 10 grams of ginseng, 150 grams of sea cucumber, 20 grams of shiitake mushrooms, 150 grams of lean pork, 50 grams of snow peas, 60 grams of bamboo shoots, and appropriate amounts of salt, high-quality fish sauce, and sesame oil. This soup is highly nourishing, increases appetite, and is very effective for those suffering from lethargy and fatigue.

Seeing how poor Yang Jing looked, both physically and mentally exhausted, I wanted to make this soup to help her recover. She's out reporting news all day long, which is incredibly tiring. Plus, as a woman, she has to be both a father and a mother, and she doesn't get much love or care from others. It's really heartbreaking.

I first soaked the sea cucumber in warm water, then washed it and cut it into small pieces. Next, I sliced the shiitake mushrooms, sliced the lean meat and bamboo shoots, and cut the ginseng into small pieces. I had Yang Ling wash the snow peas.

Before chopping the ingredients, I put an appropriate amount of water in a clay pot and heated it over a high flame on the gas stove. By the time I finished chopping the ingredients, the water in the clay pot was almost boiling. Then I put all the ingredients into the clay pot, making sure the water just covered them. Bringing the water to a boil requires considerable skill.

Next, I reduced the heat to a simmer and cooked it slowly until the lean meat was tender. Then I added fish sauce, MSG, sesame oil, etc., and then turned off the heat and served.

The soup was already simmering, and Yang Ling had finished rinsing the rice, so I started making twice-cooked pork.

Twice-cooked pork is a Sichuan dish, a staple for Sichuan people almost every meal, but I modified it to better suit the Cantonese palate.

To make twice-cooked pork, you must use pork hind leg or pork belly. First, boil the pork in water until it's about 70-80% cooked, then remove it and cool it in cold water. Next, slice it thinly and add it to a hot oil pan to render the fat. Once the slices curl slightly, add chopped green peppers, garlic, scallions, ginger, and other seasonings, along with some fermented black beans and salt. Stir-fry until the seasonings are well combined and the dish is ready to be plated.

This dish is a vibrant mix of colors: the black of the fermented black beans, the green of the green peppers, the white of the garlic, the yellow of the ginger, and the reddish-brown of the pork. It's incredibly appealing, with a perfect combination of color and aroma. Just looking at it and smelling it makes your mouth water.

Yang Ling sniffed loudly, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and looked completely blissful, exclaiming repeatedly, "So fragrant! So fragrant!" After a pause, she added, "Big brother, I love you so much! Will Ling'er be your wife from now on? Then I can eat your cooking every day." "Little rascal, all you think about is this. It's not impossible for you to be my wife, but you have to learn to cook well first, otherwise I won't want you!" I teased Yang Ling jokingly.

"You said it, I'll definitely learn well. You can't go back on your word later. I'm writing this down in a notebook as proof for the future," Yang Ling said happily.

"Learn to cook properly, little rascal," I said, gently tapping Yang Ling's head.

"Ouch! Yes, husband," Yang Ling rubbed her head, then stood with her legs together in a serious salute.

"Then hurry up and fry your eggs!" I returned the salute.

Yang Ling and I looked at each other, and seeing each other's comical expressions, we couldn't help but laugh.

After Yang Ling finished making the fried eggs, I made a dish of amaranth in broth, and the job was done. By then, the rice was cooked, and the soup was ready. So I asked Yang Ling to wake Yang Jing up and tell her to come for lunch.

Although Yang Jing had washed her face, she was still a little sleepy and not fully awake. Her languid and delicate demeanor gave her an even more captivating beauty.

When Yang Jing saw the table full of delicious food, which smelled wonderful, she looked up at me in surprise. She was astonished that I could cook such a delicious meal, and her eyes filled with tenderness.

I ladled a bowl of soup and handed it to Yang Jing, smiling, "Jing-jie, try my cooking. I saw you were too tired, so I made you some soup to nourish your body and relieve your fatigue." Yang Jing took a small sip at first, then drank it in large gulps, praising it repeatedly, "Mmm!

It's delicious, even better than my mom's soup! Xiao Qiang, I didn't expect your cooking to be so good! I want more, give me another bowl." "Okay, I'm glad you like it, Jing-jie. There's still plenty of soup, you can drink as many bowls as you like." Hearing Yang Jing's praise, I couldn't help but feel happy and ladled her a full bowl.

"Mom, Mom, try my fried egg! See if it's good?" Yang Ling couldn't help but want to show off after seeing me receive praise.

"Mmm! It's delicious. I didn't expect my little darling to be able to cook. Mom is really happy." Yang Jing picked up a small piece of fried egg and put it in her mouth, saying happily. The worry on her face had disappeared, replaced by joy.

"Wow! I never thought these fatty pork pieces could be so delicious, so flavorful without being greasy!" "The amaranth is so tender!" Yang Jing exclaimed with delight, praising my cooking skills. Her fatigue had completely vanished, and even the way she looked at me seemed different, as if she understood me better, her gaze softening considerably.

A sudden urge to urinate woke me up. I groggily got out of bed, went to the toilet, and then suddenly felt thirsty. Ugh! It's all my fault for drinking too much in the evening. I'm not a big drinker, so I went to bed early. I went downstairs and turned on the living room light, only to see Yang Jing sitting alone on the sofa, drinking alone. When she saw me, she panicked, a flicker of unease crossing her face, but she quickly regained her composure, her face still filled with worry and anxiety.

"Sister Jing, why are you drinking alone so late?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah! I'm a little troubled. Why did you come down?" Yang Jing said softly.

I slowly walked over to Yang Jing and sat down next to her. I poured myself a glass of water and said, "I'm thirsty, so I came here to get some water. What about you?" Sitting next to Yang Jing, I noticed a strong smell of alcohol on her. She must have drunk quite a bit; she'd had a lot at dinner that evening. I didn't expect her to be drinking alone now, which showed how deep her troubles were. But "drinking to drown one's sorrows only makes them worse!"

"Sigh! I feel so suffocated, so annoyed, I can't sleep at all, so I came down to drink. Since you're here, why don't you drink with me?" Yang Jing

's speech was already a little slurred. I snatched the glass from Yang Jing and said with pity, "Sister Jing, don't drink anymore. Drinking like this will hurt your health." "No, just let me drink! I really want to get drunk." Yang Jing was already half-drunk, acting like a child, trying to get her glass back.

"Jing-jie, drinking won't relieve your troubles. Tell me what's bothering you! Maybe it'll make you feel better. Don't bottle it up; talking about it will make you feel better." I placed the glass out of Yang Jing's reach and gently supported her smooth arm.

"Xiaoqiang, do you know? My life is so hard!" Yang Jing said, her eyes reddening, tears welling up, looking like she was about to cry.

My heart ached inexplicably. From Yang Jing's words of "so hard," I deeply felt the bitterness in her heart. In the two years I'd spent with her and her daughter, I knew Yang Jing was a very strong woman. She rarely showed her vulnerable side to outsiders. Whether at work or at home, she always performed exceptionally well and remained strong.

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