[Urban] Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation (Complete) - 16-18

Chapter 118 Playing Hard to Get

"Qin Xue, how about I take you to karaoke tonight?"

"Qin Xue, how about we go shopping tonight?"

Every day after training, Lin Qing would find an excuse to ask Qin Xue out, but he never succeeded. Thinking about it carefully, he realized his enthusiasm might be too much for this inexperienced young girl, and he might even scare her. Lin Qing decided to change his strategy.

The next day, during the large training session, Lin Qing didn't sit next to her as usual, but instead sat far away in a corner. The group mock Q&A was just a formality; he didn't say a word off-topic.

As soon as training ended, Lin Qing left immediately. After dinner, he returned to his room, lay on the bed without turning on the lights, and wouldn't open the door no matter who came.

After two days, he noticed that Qin Xue would often secretly glance at him from the corner of her eye during class, her eyes slightly red. He chuckled inwardly; this little girl had finally taken the bait.

When Qin Xue looked back at Lin Qing again, he nudged her with his lips and made a kissing gesture.

Qin Xue blushed, her gaze shyly averting.

After the blood-red sunset, Lin Qing returned to his room early as usual. Everyone was used to his solitary nature, and no one disturbed his peace.

Lin Qing lay quietly on the large Simmons mattress, waiting. Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, it was past eight o'clock. Just as he was beginning to lose hope, there was a few soft knocks on the door. 'Haha, the little lamb I tormented with my feigned indifference has come to my door.' Lin Qing opened the door and saw that Qin Xue was dressed up carefully today. Although he could tell she had very little experience in this area, her freshly washed hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders, and her rosy lips, lightly glossed, still looked alluring.

"You're still awake, aren't you? May I come in?"

Qin Xue walked to Lin Qing's side, her breath sweet and fragrant.

Lin Qing bent down and gestured for her to come in. "Thank you."

Qin Xue smiled sweetly, slowly extending her arm to close the door behind her.

"Is there something you need so late?"

Lin Qing was secretly delighted, but his expression remained calm.

Hearing Lin Qing's words, Qin Xue pouted slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes looked pitifully sorrowful. "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong? You don't hate me, do you?"

"How could I?"

Lin Qing gazed deeply into her eyes. "Actually, you know me,"

he deliberately paused slightly, gently placing his hand on the girl's rounded shoulder, "I really like you. Being with you is my dream, even if it's just for a moment. But, but we're not from the same world. You're so innocent, so kind. I'm afraid of hurting you, so I force myself not to get close to you."

Sometimes, presenting the truth as sweet words is more effective, especially to a naive girl experiencing her first love.

"Then why did you treat me like that today?"

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with bright eyes, asking the question haltingly.

"That's because I couldn't control my feelings. I really like you too much. I'm sorry."

Lin Qing continued to add fuel to the fire.

As expected, Qin Xue's eyes shimmered upon hearing Lin Qing's confession. Her thin lips parted slightly, revealing a captivating and alluring beauty. "Actually, I've heard some things about you, and I know I shouldn't like you. But since that day, I haven't been able to forget you."

She lowered her head and remained silent for a long while, then, as if summoning her courage, she looked up into Lin Qing's eyes. "You, but you, why did you take my first kiss and then treat me so coldly? Did you ever think about my feelings?"

As she spoke, Qin Xue's shoulders trembled, and tears streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for disappointing you,"

Lin Qing pulled her into his arms, inhaling her rich virgin scent, and gently comforted her.

"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it."

Qin Xue's left arm was wrapped around Lin Qing's body, and she kept hitting his arm with her right hand, sobbing softly in his arms.

Lin Qing embraced Qin Xue's slender waist and lowered his head to kiss her soft, thin lips. Qin Xue's body went limp, then she began to writhe violently, pounding his back with her hands, letting out soft moans, and shaking her head from side to side, trying to break free from his mouth.

Lin Qing supported the back of her head with his left hand and tightly gripped her slender waist with his right, rendering her struggles futile. He gently sucked on her soft red lips, his tongue swirling between them, searching for a gap, finally managing to slip inside and touch her tightly closed, white teeth.

He withdrew and continued to lick her soft lips and the salty tears at the corner of her mouth.

With Lin Qing's patience, Qin Xue's mood improved, and she finally gave up resisting,

letting out a soft moan, her white teeth slightly loosening as she welcomed the man's tongue into her warm, moist mouth. Her soft, smooth tongue also shyly met his.

Though her bright, starry eyes were veiled with moisture, they gazed wide at Lin Qing. Lin Qing's tongue lightly touched her soft, smooth tongue, curling into a hook and forcefully drawing it into his mouth. He held her fragrant tongue tip and sucked hard.

Qin Xue's "mmm" sounds grew softer, her hands pounding Lin Qing's back gradually weakening. Lin Qing sucked on her small, fragrant tongue for a moment, then her small hands tightly embraced the back of his neck. A warm, sweet liquid slid from the corner of her mouth into Lin Qing's mouth.

The girl's breath carried a faint fragrance. Lin Qing greedily sucked the sweet saliva from her tongue, curling his own tongue and gently teasing it. Qin Xue responded awkwardly to his actions, her tongue swaying gently in his mouth. Lin Qing gently

nibbled at the tip of her tongue with his teeth, holding it in place, his tongue tip swirling and teasing. Qin Xue couldn't help but let out nasal "mmm, mmm..."

sounds. Lin Qing embraced her, their lips pressed tightly together as they fell onto the bed.

Qin Xue's eyes were closed, her face flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her breathing rapid.

It took Lin Qing a long time to separate their lips, gently lifting her body. "Your lips smell so good!"

Crystal tears welled up and slid down Qin Xue's cheeks onto the bed. "Lin Qing, do you really like me?"

Her bright, starry eyes held a complex mix of excitement and confusion.

"Of course."

Seeing her confused look, Lin Qing explained gently, "Believe me, I really like you very much. If you don't like me like this, then I apologize. I'm already very satisfied with just being able to kiss you."

Qin Xue's pretty face flushed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she sat up, blushing as she straightened her disheveled dress and hair. "You're not lying to me, are you?"

Lin Qing reluctantly left her soft, delicate body that had stirred his heart, stood up, and looked intently into her starry eyes. "I'm not lying to you. From the moment I saw you, your gentle and quiet temperament deeply moved me."

Qin Xue wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, leaned against the headboard, opened her starry eyes wide, and suddenly opened her cute little mouth and 'pfft' laughed. "Where did you learn to be so literary, gentle and quiet? How cheesy!"

Women are so fickle; one second she was teary-eyed, and the next she was all smiles.

Lin Qing reached out and put his arm around Qin Xue's slender waist, looking down at her. The girl's pretty face, which had been pale from anxiety, was now flushed, making her look exceptionally beautiful. A few fine beads of sweat clung to the tip of her nose, and the faint fragrance emanating from her delicate body intoxicated him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were unfocused, a strand of hair clung to her lips as she breathed heavily, her starry eyes narrowed into slits, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her long eyelashes trembled gently with her breath. Her fair and pretty face had become rosy.

Chapter 119 A Twist of Fate

"I love you."

Lin Qing couldn't help but bend down, reaching out to hold the girl's soft little feet and gently stroking them. "Your feet are so beautiful."

His gaze moved down, and Qin Xue's fair skin beneath her slender neck shone brightly under the light. Lin Qing suppressed the urge to kiss her, brushing away the stray bangs from her forehead. Qin Xue sat on the bed, her knees drawn up to her chest, looking at him. Her slender, fair legs reflected a shimmering light, deeply captivating.

Lin Qing tentatively reached out to touch Qin Xue's calf. She reflexively flinched, but surprisingly didn't resist. His hand gently caressed the girl's smooth skin.

Seeing that the girl accepted his intimate gesture, Lin Qing felt a surge of joy, and his hand subtly moved upwards.

"No, don't do that." Qin

Xue shyly pulled her legs back, her soft, wistful tone making Lin Qing's blood rush. He pressed her down, his lips pressing heavily against hers.

Qin Xue trembled slightly, then raised her arms to embrace the man, passionately slipping her tongue into Lin Qing's mouth.

Lin Qing clearly felt the fullness and elasticity of Qin Xue's breasts. He truly thanked her mother for giving this eighteen-year-old beauty such a wonderful figure. He wrapped his arms around her back and moved downwards, gently kneading her round, pert buttocks through her skirt. He lifted her skirt and slipped his hand inside, directly covering her smooth, supple buttocks. The amazing elasticity made him reluctant to pull his hand away.

Suddenly attacked by Lin Qing, Qin Xue's eyes became glazed. She hurriedly reached behind her to grab his hand, but she had no strength to break free from the strong man, especially after being kissed so passionately by Lin Qing. Her body went limp,

and she struggled to let out soft moans through the gaps between their intertwined lips and tongues.

Lin Qing sucked on the sweet, fragrant saliva in her mouth, exploring every corner with his tongue, using both his hands and mouth to make Qin Xue involuntarily let out cute nasal sounds.

After several futile resistances, Qin Xue resignedly returned Lin Qing's kiss.

Her kissing skills were quite clumsy at first, passively responding to the teasing of Lin Qing's tongue, but after a few rounds, she became more skilled. Her delicate tongue gently slipped into the man's mouth, softly wandering around, occasionally flicking and sweeping across his tongue, making Lin Qing's heart itch.

The faint fragrance inhaled his nose, and the smooth, soft feeling in his hands and against his chest made Lin Qing's already hard weapon restless against the girl's bulging mons pubis.

"Ah..."

Qin Xue clearly felt Lin Qing's hardness. Her thin lips moved away from his, her small hands pushing against his shoulders. Her pretty face, flushed almost to the point of burning, turned slightly to the side, glistening with saliva on her delicate lips

. She looked at him with soft, panting breaths, her eyes so tender they seemed to drip with water. Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly with her breath, creating alluring waves. Her innocent face combined with her mature body exuded a powerful temptation. Lin Qing pulled her into his arms, stood up, and his lips met hers again.

Qin Xue wrapped her left arm around his neck, her right hand clasped behind her ear, her starry eyes closed, her body limp and at Lin Qing's mercy.

Lin Qing's free left hand caressed her slender calves, stroking her smooth skin. Qin Xue moaned

softly, "Mmm, mmm..."

Almost inaudible. Lin Qing's hand climbed up her knees, his fingertips swirling and squeezing along her delicate, smooth thighs.

Clearly, this was the first time a man had entered her untouched, forbidden territory. Qin Xue's body stiffened, her moans filled with anxious unease. Her conflicted, shameful emotions made her moans increasingly uncontrollable: "No, no, Lin Qing, don't..."

Lin Qing's hand caressed her sensitive inner thighs. Seeing that it was about time, he gently placed her voluptuous body on the bed, his right hand freeing his grip and resting on the buttons of her shirt.

Qin Xue's cheeks flushed, her starry eyes tightly closed, humming softly, "Mmm..."

Faced with such a pure and beautiful girl, Lin Qing's hands trembled slightly, his unbuttoning speed slowing considerably. He managed to unbutton only three buttons, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

'Lin Qing, you can't hold back! You're a wolf, not a dog.' He encouraged himself, reaching out to gently pull open Qin Xue's clothes, almost forgetting to breathe.

She was simply perfect. Her skin was as white as milk, as smooth as silk. Her full breasts, encased in a cotton bra, stood proudly erect. Though not exceptionally large, they were still rare among eighteen-year-old girls. Lifting the bra, her breasts were perfectly round, the pale pink areolas and nipples highlighting the white flesh. A rich, fleshy fragrance emanated from the deep cleavage.

Lin Qing's slight reluctance instantly crumbled. He leaned down and pressed his head against the girl's breasts, burying his face in the deep cleavage and sucking hard.

Qin Xue's face flushed crimson, her hair disheveled. She swayed dizzily, her small hands weakly pulling at her clothes to cover the exposed skin, but instead pressing Lin Qing's head against her breasts.

"Ah, ah..."

she cried out in embarrassment and panic, kicking her little feet as she pulled open her clothes and cupped the man's face upwards. "No, don't!"

Lin Qing reluctantly raised his head. In the instant the girl's clothes were pulled back, her rounded shoulders flashed by, and the hem of her skirt, lifted by her kicking feet, had already ridden up to her buttocks, clearly revealing her rounded, white thighs.

"You, you..."

Qin Xue gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling. Her full breasts quivered, making Lin Qing lose control. He gazed at her affectionately, his hand caressing her blushing face. Qin Xue recoiled as if electrocuted, pulling her skirt down with her right hand and pressing it tightly to her knees, while her left hand grabbed a pillow from the headboard to shield herself, softly sobbing.

Lin Qing reached out to stroke her gently trembling shoulders, but Qin Xue used her free hand to push him away.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Qing smiled and reached out his hand to her again, but Qin Xue gritted her teeth, staring at him with tears welling in her eyes: "You, you're bullying me." She

pushed him away in panic, her shoulders heaving more and more, her arms crossed over her chest, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, her rosy cheeks full of glistening pearls, her teary eyes staring at the man opposite her.

Lin Qing reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her close, and leaned down to gently kiss her forehead, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face.

Qin Xue raised her hand to block his hand, raising it high and then slapping it down.

"Slap!"

A loud slap, a sharp pain in Lin Qing's face, but Qin Xue stood there frozen like a statue, "You, why didn't you dodge?" Her

cool little hand immediately touched Lin Qing's burning face.

"I love you, as long as you like, I'd let you hit me a thousand times." Lin Qing

seized the opportunity to grab her small hand, and Qin Xue quietly let him hold it without pulling away.

"I, you, I..."

Qin Xue didn't know what to say, hot tears streaming down her fair face.

Lin Qing gazed into her eyes, hugged her tightly, and gently patted her back. "Don't worry, I won't force you if you don't agree."

After saying that, he gently lifted her jade-like chin. "You know, I have you in my heart, and I know you have me in yours too."

Qin Xue trembled as if struck by lightning, her sobs slowly subsiding. She looked up at Lin Qing, her eyes brimming with tears: "You are truly my nemesis. I don't know what I owed you in my past life to have met such a nemesis like you." Lin

Qing lowered his head and kissed Qin Xue's cherry lips. Qin Xue raised her arms to wrap around Lin Qing's neck, responding passionately. Her soft lips were stained with salty tears, and her small, fragrant tongue sucked on the man's tongue in sync with her lips until she was breathless before reluctantly separating.

"I don't know how many good deeds I accumulated in my past life to have a beauty like you." "

You're so glib and annoying!"

Qin Xue was panting, her starry eyes blinking, her eyelashes fluttering, revealing a sly smile.

Lin Qing saw her tearful smile again, reached out and took her slender hand, "Will you be my wife?"

Hearing Lin Qing's words, Qin Xue fell silent, gently pulled her hand away from his, broke free from his embrace, stood up, and slowly walked towards the door.

'Failure!' Lin Qing sighed and lowered his head. The creaking sound of the door opening and the click of it closing heavily shattered his confidence.

"Phew..."

He let out a long breath.

"Are you serious?"

A clear, melodious voice suddenly came from behind him, "You really like me?"

Lin Qing turned around and saw Qin Xue with her head slightly lowered, her hands behind her back, leaning against the door, her bright starry eyes filled with shyness.

Lin Qing rushed forward and grabbed her fragrant shoulders. "Really, I really like you, believe me!"

"Ouch, be gentle,"

Qin Xue complained. "You're hurting me."

Lin Qing held her soft little hand. "I'm sorry, I got too excited."

Qin Xue chuckled at his expression. "I, I believe you."

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her thin lips, his mind drifting back to a classic line from Stephen Chow: "Life's ups and downs are too fast, it's too exciting." Qin Xue responded passionately, her voluptuous body nestled tightly in Lin Qing's arms. Lin Qing held her as they sat against the headboard. Qin Xue leaned back against him, her head resting on his shoulder, and she whimpered, "Say it, you love me."

Lin Qing inhaled the faint fragrance of her hair, licked her soft earlobe, and wrapped his arms around her smooth belly.

"Say it, say you love me."

Qin Xue's youthful hand tightened its grip on the back of his hand, her delicate little feet in slippers dangling in the air, their petite shape, fair skin, and even pink heels making his heart itch.

Chapter 120 Virgin Spring Tide

"I love you."

Lin Qing couldn't help but bend down, reaching out to hold the girl's soft little feet and gently stroking them. "Your feet are so beautiful."

"Ugh, they tickle!"

Qin Xue reached out and pinched Lin Qing's hand hard.

"You have to love me well."

She turned to look at Lin Qing, her starry eyes filled with expectation.

Lin Qing stroked her pretty face, and Qin Xue grasped the hand that was gently caressing his face, smiling sweetly. "Actually, actually, ever since you kissed me, I... I haven't been able to forget you."

She released Lin Qing's hand, turned around, and snuggled into his arms, holding him tightly, her full, firm breasts pressed against his chest. "Do you know how much I've suffered these past two days when you ignored me? As long as you're good to me, I'll do anything, I'll do anything."

At this point, Qin Xue's eyes reddened. "If you're lying to me, you can only blame my own misfortune."

Lin Qing kissed her smooth forehead. "You won't be misfortune; I will make you happy."

Qin Xue's starry eyes immediately sparkled with happiness, and she awkwardly offered a shy, sweet kiss, her smooth tongue darting out from her fragrant mouth, shyly teasing Lin Qing's tongue.

Lin Qing kissed her thin lips passionately, his hand slowly unbuttoning her blouse.

Qin Xue was captivated by his kisses, her breath coming in soft gasps. Lin Qing grabbed her collar and gently pulled it open, revealing her full breasts. The white skin along the edge of her pale blue bra instantly captivated him.

"No, no, Lin Qing—"

Qin Xue frantically grabbed his hand, "You can't do this, I, I don't want to."

From the strength of her small hand, Lin Qing knew her resistance wasn't strong.

"Baby, I love you, give it to me."

He nibbled on Qin Xue's soft earlobe, his warm breath making her weak all over.

"No, no, I, I'm a little scared."

Qin Xue resisted weakly, but her movements seemed to guide Lin Qing to the next step.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be very gentle." Lin Qing kissed her slender neck, his left hand gently roaming over her lower abdomen, his right hand quietly reaching under her bra.

"Ah, Lin Qing, Lin Qing, it tickles, ah, no!"

Qin Xue pressed her hands on Lin Qing's left hand, sliding them with his movements.

"Believe me, I will love you well for the rest of my life."

Lin Qing's words, which even he himself didn't believe, made Qin Xue completely give up her token resistance. Her bra was lifted by the man, and her hands touched her soft, warm breasts. Her delicate body trembled, and her slippers fell off her small feet with a "plop, plop."

Lin Qing pulled her bra up to her round, smooth shoulders, revealing her full breasts to him. Unfortunately, it was only a brief glance. Before he could see clearly, Qin Xue let out a soft "oh," pulling her hands back and crossing her slender arms in front of her chest, blocking his view.

Lin Qing laid her trembling body flat, pulled her skirt up to her waist, revealing white cotton panties.

Qin Xue reached out to stop him, but quickly pulled back, covering her trembling breasts, shyly tilting her head back, her delicate feet crossed tightly against her long, smooth, white thighs.

Lin Qing stopped what he was doing, looking with interest at the patch of dark skin faintly visible through the plump mound of her breasts beneath her pure white panties.

"Baby, let go and let me see."

He gently pulled the girl's hands apart, revealing Qin Xue's dazzlingly white skin and curvaceous figure. He hadn't expected that this quiet and pretty girl would possess such a sexy

and alluring body. Qin Xue shyly raised her head, her rosy face, tightly closed eyes, trembling eyelashes, and slightly pursed cherry lips intensely tempting Lin Qing. Her perfectly shaped breasts were as white as jade, the small areolas and bean-sized nipples a pale pink, delicate and adorable, revealing the marks of her virginity.

Qin Xue opened her eyes, seeing Lin Qing staring intently at her breasts, her body twisting with shyness, her alluring breasts trembling. Lin Qing grasped her wrist and bent down to gently suckle her small nipple.

She gasped, "Ugh, ugh, Lin Qing, no, no, I, please stop!"

A sweet moan escaped her lips.

Lin Qing opened his mouth and took one nipple into his mouth, gently biting it with his teeth. His hand lightly kneaded the soft flesh of the breast beneath his lips, rubbing and twisting the slightly erect nipple on the other side. Once the nipple hardened, he gently pressed and flicked it with his fingertips.

Qin Xue pressed her left hand against his head, breathing rapidly without uttering a sound.

Lin Qing looked up, slightly puzzled. Qin Xue's right hand was covered in front of her slightly parted mouth, her white teeth tightly biting her fingertips. She was so adorable. He stood up and kissed her rosy cheeks. "I want to kiss your whole body," he

whispered in her ear, arousing her desire.

Qin Xue gripped his arm tightly and remained silent.

Lin Qing moved his hand to her pure cotton panties. Their conservative shape testified to their owner's chastity. White without any lace or patterns, they were as pure and flawless as she was. His left hand held the waistband of her panties, while his right hand lifted her round buttocks.

"No, no..."

Qin Xue gently twisted Lin Qing's hand, her waist and abdomen pushing against his upward movement. Lin Qing saw her girlish shyness and kissed her soft earlobe. "Baby, relax, relax."

He pushed his hand upward again.

This time Qin Xue did not resist, obediently raising her slender waist and letting Lin Qing slowly pull down her panties.

The first thing he saw was a thick patch of dark pubic hair, the white and delicate inner thighs, and her plump mons pubis trembling, forming wrinkles, with faint wetness visible in the pink cleft.

Lin Qing's hand had barely touched the pink slit when Qin Xue's body convulsed slightly. Lin Qing withdrew his hand, gently stroking her thick pubic hair. "Don't be nervous, relax. I'll be very gentle."

He slowly parted her smooth thighs, touching her soft, tender labia.

Qin Xue trembled slightly. Lin Qing used his fingers to part her labia, revealing the bright red entrance to her honeyed cave. Her delicate clitoris twitched gently, and the small labia at the entrance were moist and tender, a small pool of almost transparent love fluid glistening with a lustful light.

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her pink lips, sucking the slightly astringent virgin love fluid into his mouth. Qin Xue gasped and cried out, "Lin Qing, quick, no, you can't kiss there!"

Her nose was filled with the scent of her virgin body mixed with bath soap, and her mouth was tasting the delicious labia soaked in love fluid. How could Lin Qing stop? His tongue swept back and forth between the tender flesh of her honeyed cave, gently sucking on the already erect clitoris, the tip of

his tongue lightly probing into the honeyed cave. Qin Xue's mouth and nose emitted a series of indistinct "hmm, ah, um" sounds. Her long legs, which had been open, suddenly came together and tightly clamped Lin Qing's head. Her hands pressed against the back of his head, her fair skin flushed pink, and she raised her slender waist and cried out, "Ah, Lin Qing, ah, no, stop, ah, don't, stop, I can't take it anymore."

Lin Qing's mouth was pressed against the entrance of her honeyed cave, feeling the rhythm of Qin Xue's first orgasm. When the girl gushed out, he climbed onto her body with glistening liquid on his face. "Baby, was it good?"

"Hmm, so embarrassing."

Qin Xue's shy panting breath was not yet even. "You're so naughty. I told you to stop, but you wouldn't listen."

"How am I disobeying? Didn't you keep telling me not to stop? I didn't stop."

Lin Qing smiled mischievously.

"Oh, I didn't, I didn't! I told you not to stop, you're so annoying!"

Qin Xue pouted at Lin Qing, her nose wrinkling slightly, looking incredibly cute. Her shy expression fueled Lin Qing's desire.

"I said don't do this, I said stop quickly."

She buried her head in the pillow in embarrassment.

"I clearly heard you say don't stop."

Lin Qing quickly took off his clothes, his erect penis pressed against Qin Xue's smooth, round buttocks. His left hand then climbed onto her full, firm breasts, his fingertips circling the nipples, pressing down lightly until they bounced back, then flicking them left and right. Qin Xue let out a soft moan,

"Ah, ah..."

Her small hand weakly rested on Lin Qing's left hand, intending to stop his movements, but it looked as if she was letting the man's hand wander over her breasts.

Lin Qing reached his right hand to her smooth thigh, gently stroking her soft, slippery labia beneath her mons pubis. Qin Xue cupped Lin Qing's face in her hands, her expression a mixture of fear and anticipation: "Lin Qing, I... I really am a virgin. You must... you must cherish me."

"Yes, don't worry, little darling, I will be very gentle."

Lin Qing rose and knelt between her legs, his long spear gently rubbing against the pink entrance of her honeyed cave, the tip covered in milky white love fluid.

Chapter 121 The Virgin Flower Blooms Again

"Ah, ah..."

The unprecedented sensation made Qin Xue's delicate body writhe uncontrollably. "So... so itchy, so numb."

Lin Qing continued to slide the tip of his spear along her labia, occasionally lightly touching her clitoris, but refraining from inserting it into her vulva.

"Ah, so beautiful, ah, I can't take it anymore."

Qin Xue reached out and stroked Lin Qing's chest, murmuring shyly, "No, don't torture me anymore."

Her love juices were already soaking Lin Qing's long spear, Qin Xue's emotions had been aroused to a high level, and her vulva was slightly open. He lowered his waist slightly, and the tip of his spear was already squeezed into the narrow and moist honey hole.

"Hmm..."

With a low moan, Qin Xue's brows furrowed, and she still showed a slight expression of pain.

The honey hole tightly enveloped the tip of his spear like a baby's mouth, and the warm and tender flesh gently undulated. Lin Qing gently pushed his spear in, feeling a soft touch on the tip, which flexed and contracted as it was pushed in.

"Hmm, so full, hmm, so full."

Qin Xue softly moaned, and crystal tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, "It hurts, be gentle, it hurts a little."

"Then I'll take it out."

Lin Qing retreated a little, playing hard to get.

"No, no, I'm not afraid."

Qin Xue shook her head resolutely. Lin Qing gently kissed her sweet cherry lips, arched his body and licked her rounded shoulders. The change in the angle of his spear made her moan "Mmm, mmm."

"Does it hurt?"

Lin Qing asked vaguely, licking her rosy nipples.

"It's okay, I can hold on, Lin Qing, you're so gentle."

"Bear with it, I'm going in."

Lin Qing exerted a little force, pushing the spear inward through the thin membrane.

"Ah, it hurts."

Qin Xue couldn't help but moan.

Lin Qing withdrew his spear a little, the tip gently rotating at the entrance of her honey hole, occasionally rubbing against her clitoris, probing in and out of the honey hole.

"Mmm, mmm, it's so itchy, come on."

Qin Xue's honey hole was constantly being rubbed by the spear tip, producing fine white foam.

Lin Qing, his hands supporting himself on Qin Xue's fragrant shoulders, continued his gentle thrusting. Qin Xue's moans grew louder as she cautiously and slightly moved her vulva, trying to swallow the tip of his penis into her honeyed cave.

Seeing Qin Xue's heightened desire, Lin Qing thrust his penis in again, the tip pressing against her hymen. He saw Qin Xue covering her cherry lips with her hand, her eyes slightly narrowed, enjoying the waves of pleasure emanating from her honeyed cave. He took a deep breath, lowered his waist, and the tip of his penis broke through the soft resistance, entering the depths of her moist and tender honeyed cave.

"Ugh, ugh..."

Qin Xue covered her mouth with her hand, but it couldn't completely mask the cries of pain. Her delicate eyebrows were almost knitted together, and glistening tears hung on her eyelashes, swaying and falling downwards. "It hurts so much!"

she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Lin Qing tenderly kissed away her tears, kissing her trembling lips. "Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."

He gently thrust his penis inward.

"You, you don't move."

Qin Xue placed her small hands on Lin Qing's waist, gently pushing upwards.

Her honey hole was shallow; the tip of his penis was already against her cervix, with a small portion of the shaft still outside the crevice. The tender flesh deep within her honey hole squeezed and pushed the tip outwards, while the thin labia of her honey hole firmly gripped the latter half of the shaft. This pincer attack made Lin Qing want to thrust harder, yet he feared she couldn't bear it.

Lin Qing braced his elbows on the bed, his fingertips lightly flicking her pink nipples to distract Qin Xue. "Baby, your breasts are so beautiful,"

he teased her tenderly in her ear, the tip of his penis throbbing and vibrating deep within her honey hole.

"Ah, no, ah, don't move, it hurts, it hurts so much,"

Qin Xue cried softly, unable to withstand the teasing.

Lin Qing increased the pressure on her hands, the soft, smooth flesh of her breasts changing shape between his fingers. "Ugh, ugh, it tickles!"

Qin Xue slightly twisted her thighs, and Lin Qing opened his mouth to suckle her erect nipple.

"Mmm, mmm, it tickles so much, Lin Qing, just move it gently, just once, okay?"

Qin Xue murmured shyly.

"The long-awaited moment has finally arrived, my husband is here."

Lin Qing released her breasts, braced himself on the bed, and slowly withdrew his long spear from deep within her honeyed cave, then slowly inserted it again.

"Do you really want to be my husband? You, ahhh..."

Qin Xue moaned, both shy and delighted, the last long groan clearly indicating the thrusting of the long spear.

"Stop, it hurts, no, it hurts, stop!"

Qin Xue's tight honey hole could hardly withstand the thrusting of Lin Qing's thick penis.

Lin Qing's hips were suspended in the air, maintaining an awkward position, unable to move forward or backward, so he moved his mouth to her full breasts, his tongue teasing the erect, pink nipples.

Qin Xue moaned "Mmm, ahhh," gently thrusting her breasts forward, her tender white breasts presented to Lin Qing's mouth. Lin Qing licked and kissed the smooth flesh, gently moving his hips, penetrating deeper and deeper. Qin Xue let out intoxicating moans: "Mmm, mmm..."

Lin Qing continued thrusting with peace of mind, the tip of the spear gently striking the depths of her honey hole, "I love you."

The long spear moved in and out between her flesh, he whispered in her ear, repeating the movements in unison.

"Lin Qing, I...I love you too, ah, ah..."

Qin Xue's last moan lingered, her small hands tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's back, her long, slender legs trembling as she gripped his waist tightly, her starry eyes closed as she experienced her first true climax.

Lin Qing gently inserted and slowly withdrew, the soft, moist flesh inside her honeyed cave writhing around his shaft. The gentle movements, however, greatly exhausted Lin Qing; he leaned on the bed, panting heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead onto Qin Xue's breasts.

Qin Xue opened her clear, watery eyes, looking at him with a hazy gaze, "Are you...are you tired?"

"Yes, not bad, baby, are you comfortable?"

Lin Qing smiled, looking down at her flushed face.

"You're so gentle, I love you so much."

Qin Xue reached out and stroked Lin Qing's sweaty face, pulling him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together.

Lin Qing pressed down on the beautiful body of the girl he had just dominated, caressing her smooth thighs. "Baby, shall we continue?"

"No, please don't, please, oh..."

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with pleading eyes, but a mischievous smile played on her face.

Women, no matter how innocent they were before, once they willingly let you break through that barrier, they instantly become little sluts.

Lin Qing's mouth pressed tightly against Qin Xue's thin lips, his tongue swirling inside her mouth, his chest pressed against her firm, white breasts, his lower abdomen and thighs pressed against her smooth, delicate skin. He could no longer suppress the urge he had been holding back for so long, and his long spear began to thrust forcefully.

Qin Xue gasped and looked at him, "Be gentle, don't you care if I can take it?"

"I'm sorry, you're too tempting, I can't take it, does it hurt? Should I pull out first?"

Lin Qing asked her considerately.

"No, don't pull out."

Qin Xue was feeling the fullness and tingling sensation of the man filling her honeyed cave. She tightly wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's back, her legs raised high and hooked around his waist, truly afraid he would pull out.

Having already tasted the sweetness, she was lost in the pursuit of sexual pleasure, shyly closing her starry eyes, her slender waist swaying gently to meet Lin Qing's thrusts. Her delicate, white arms embraced the man's shoulders, her long legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

Lin Qing thrust his long spear, enjoying the tight, honeyed friction of a virgin, his lips gently pressing against her soft, thin lips.

Qin Xue parted her red lips slightly, drawing his tongue into her mouth. Her smooth, fragrant tongue writhed and intertwined with his, showing none of the previous awkwardness.

Lin Qing gently thrust his spear in and out of her honeyed cave, the sharp edges of the tip scraping against the tender, moist flesh, causing the inner walls of her honeyed cave to spasm slightly.

Qin Xue playfully twirled her tongue, sending the sweet saliva from her mouth into Lin Qing's mouth. Her smooth, long legs tightly encircled his waist, her vulva pressed against his pubic bone, and her soft, delicate hands pressed against his buttocks. She awkwardly thrust her vulva to meet his thrusts.

Lin Qing's penis was gripped tightly by her writhing, contracting vagina, making each thrust difficult.

"Oh, faster, I'm so itchy, move faster. So itchy, I'm itchy!"

Qin Xue cried out passionately, abandoning all restraint, thrusting her vulva rapidly beneath Lin Qing, moaning, "Harder, harder, so beautiful!" The once

innocent Qin Xue, now deflowered, had become wanton and alluring. At this moment, Lin Qing felt a pang of loss.

Qin Xue, consumed by passion, didn't notice the change in Lin Qing's expression. Her body rose and fell with the rhythm of the man's thrusts, her buttocks rising and falling repeatedly, hot love juice gushing from her cervix.

Lin Qing's spear, scalded by the lustful fluids, felt incredibly pleasurable, stimulating him to thrust and pump relentlessly without any restraint.

Qin Xue's burning body pressed tightly against the man, the room filled with the "plop, plop..."

sounds of his spear plunging in and squeezing out her love juices.

Chapter 122 Lustful Man and Woman

Lin Qing held Qin Xue tightly, thrusting and pounding relentlessly. Qin Xue trembled all over, her tender flesh spasming and sucking on his spear, another wave of love juice gushing out, leaving her limp and weak on the bed.

Lin Qing lifted her smooth thighs onto his shoulders, thrusting his spear all the way in, swaying his hips to grind the tip against her cervix.

Qin Xue had never experienced such exquisite technique before. Trembling, she moaned wantonly, "Oh, no, ah, I can't take it anymore, ah..."

Her breath came in gasps, her eyes were languid, and her body was covered in fragrant sweat. She clung tightly to Lin Qing's back, "I'm so sore, don't move, I can't take it, don't move."

Her snow-white thighs wrapped tightly around the man's waist, her swollen vulva pressed against Lin Qing's pubic bone, preventing his weapon from moving any further.

Lin Qing felt the tip of his penis, pressed against her clitoris, being scalded by hot love juice, and the powerful spasms and contractions of her vaginal walls made him unable to hold back as he ejaculated hot semen.

Qin Xue trembled all over, "So beautiful, so comfortable."

Her long legs wrapped tightly around the man's waist, "So this is what making love is like."

"What's so beautiful?"

Lin Qing mischievously thrust his still-erect weapon.

"Ugh, so sour, I hate it."

Qin Xue pinched Lin Qing's bottom hard. "Don't move."

She curled up in Lin Qing's arms like a kitten, pointing to the spots of blood on the white sheets. "Look, you have to take responsibility for me."

"I will, I'll take responsibility for washing it clean."

Qin Xue, like a kitten with its fur standing on end, suddenly left Lin Qing's embrace, knelt on the bed, her almond eyes wide open, left hand on her hip, right hand pointing at him. "You're not allowed to wash it, you have to cut it off and keep it as a souvenir for you."

Before Lin Qing could react, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, falling onto the bed, snuggling into Lin Qing's arms and acting coquettishly: "Let me make you a vest."

"No, let me make you underwear."

Lin Qing held up his hand and made a triangle shape.

"Hehe, please spare me, hehe."

Qin Xue laughed until she couldn't breathe, her smooth and voluptuous body twisting in Lin Qing's arms, her eyes alluring, her breasts trembling, and Lin Qing's long spear immediately became erect again.

"What mischievous idea are you plotting now?"

Qin Xue tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You have to treat me well, okay?"

She stared intently at Lin Qing. "Swear it!" She

immediately hugged Lin Qing tightly.

"I—"

Lin Qing only managed to utter one word before her small hand covered his mouth.

"Lin Qing, promise me, no matter what happens in the future, you will never forget me."

Qin Xue's face revealed a smile that almost brought tears to Lin Qing's eyes.

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her luscious red lips. Qin Xue turned and hugged him tightly, and Lin Qing held her in his arms, feeling the deep love in her embrace.

Qin Xue curled up in Lin Qing's arms, her breath soft, her lips pouting, her small hand taking his hand and placing it on her face. "Lin Qing, will you always love me?"

"Yes."

"Then will you marry me?"

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with starry eyes full of expectation.

Lin Qing's heart clenched. He really couldn't bear to deceive this innocent girl. He began to regret sleeping with her, hesitating, unsure how to answer.

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing with a hint of resentment, and after a long while, slowly exhaled, "Actually, I don't dare to hope for anything. As long as you're sincere towards me

, that's enough." Then, she changed the subject, "We can talk about marrying me when we're older. Even if you really want to marry me, I'll have to see how you behave in the future."

After saying that, she gently pushed Lin Qing away.

"Hmm, you smell bad, go take a shower."

She wrinkled her little nose and sniffed.

"What do you mean smelly? This is your husband's manly scent."

Lin Qing gently pinched her cheek.

"Then I'll go take a shower first."

Qin Xue slowly got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

"Do you want me to take a bath with you?"

With the pressure gone, Lin Qing's mood returned to ease.

"Baby bath my foot! Don't come in!"

Qin Xue gave Lin Qing a shy glare and went into the bathroom.

Lin Qing lay on the bed listening to the splashing water in the bathroom, imagining Qin Xue taking a bath, and couldn't help but stand up and tiptoe to the bathroom door.

The door was closed. He reluctantly gave the lock a gentle twist. "Unlocked!" Pushing it open a crack, he saw Qin Xue's voluptuous body standing amidst the cascading water, her fair skin arousing his desire.

He moved behind her, his hands encircling her slender waist, past her smooth abdomen, and up to her full breasts. His thumbs kneaded her nipples, teasing them until they were erect, before moving to her soft mons pubis, stroking her thick pubic hair.

Qin Xue leaned against Lin Qing, swaying her slender waist and pert buttocks, her half-closed starry eyes misty with desire, her rosy forehead and slightly parted cherry lips breathing softly. Lin Qing savored her tender face, whispering in her ear

, "Qin Xue, Qin Xue..." Qin Xue turned her head shyly and offered her thin lips. Lin Qing kissed her deeply, sucking on them. His hands pressed down on her white back, reaching towards the crevice of her snow-white buttocks, teasing and probing between the folds. He bent down and gently covered her snow-white back, letting Qin Xue's hands support her on the edge of the bathtub. His face slid down Qin Xue's back, his mouth buried between her snow-white, plump buttocks. His lips licked and sucked on her smooth, soft buttocks, his tongue licking her slightly swollen labia, the tip of his tongue gently penetrating and moving in and out of the warm crevice. "Ah, ah, you're so naughty." Qin Xue moaned sensually, her curvaceous body leaning softly against the wall. Her face flushed, she reached out and pulled Lin Qing up. Lin Qing looked at her rosy cheeks, her alluringly high and firm breasts, and her long, fair legs, and his desire surged. He sealed her hot lips with his own, sucking the sweet taste between his teeth. His hands tightly embraced her smooth waist, pressing her fair and tempting body against his. His hands roamed over the girl's delicate skin, the smooth touch captivating him. His lips followed her slender neck, kissing her soft, fair breasts, her tender, sweet lips, her delicate and graceful neck, her rounded shoulders, her sexy collarbone, her snow-white skin, her rounded and firm breasts, and her shapely, long legs. His hands reached down to her vulva, touching her thick pubic hair and caressing her tender labia. "I want you." He kissed Qin Xue's sensitive earlobe, his fingers kneading between her labia. "Quick, stop it, stop!" Qin Xue gasped, pushing Lin Qing away. Lin Qing's fingers frantically stirred between her labia, his thumb pressing and flicking her sensitive clitoris. She twisted her body in embarrassment and panic, unable to tell whether to evade or yield, her honeyed entrance secreting even more love fluid. Lin Qing's index finger teased her clitoris, while his middle finger probed into her tight, wet, and tender honeyed entrance, moving in and out deeply and shallowly. "No, don't..." Qin Xue's body was weak and powerless, and she pushed him away, panting. Lin Qing held her sensitive earlobe in his mouth, "Darling, you're already soaking wet." Thick love fluid covered his hand, and he withdrew his fingers to knead her round breasts, causing Qin Xue to gasp repeatedly. "No, I don't want to be here." Qin Xue's body slid down, weakly clinging to the man's neck, biting her lip to stop herself from moaning. Lin Qing opened his mouth and took her erect, red nipple into his mouth. "Say you want me too." "No, no!" Qin Xue swayed uncontrollably, overcome with passion. "Say you want me." Lin Qing's fingers moved wildly inside her honeyed cave. Intense pleasure overwhelmed Qin Xue, and she moaned in a daze, "I, I want you." She gasped for breath, clinging to Lin Qing's shoulders to keep from collapsing to the ground. Lin Qing lifted her delicate body, kissed her lips, and as their tongues intertwined passionately, he lifted her long legs, his fingers, moistened with thick love juice, probing into her honeyed cave. Qin Xue couldn't help but moan softly with the man's movements. Her seductive moans, immersed in desire, made Lin Qing unable to resist. He immediately parted her snow-white thighs, pressed his long spear against the wet entrance of her honeyed cave, and thrust forward. Qin Xue, lost in a daze of passion, suddenly awoke with a sharp pain. "Gently, it still hurts a little." Lin Qing gently kissed her earlobe. The intense pleasure of her tight, moist opening gripping his penis made him want to thrust recklessly, but he restrained himself again, freeing his hand to caress her clitoris. As Qin Xue's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, he slowly began to thrust, kissing her slightly parted, luscious red lips, lifting her legs and placing them on his shoulders, gradually increasing his speed. Qin Xue couldn't help but let out seductive moans. Her tight, moist opening trembled and convulsed with the powerful thrusts of his penis. Having experienced desire for the first time, she couldn't resist the overwhelming impact, helplessly calling the man's name: "Lin Qing, ah, Lin Qing..." pushing against his body and calling out affectionately. Lin Qing lifted her sweat-covered body, nibbling at her snow-white neck. Qin Xue, clutching the man's back, moaned softly, "Lin Qing, I feel so uncomfortable." Lin Qing, satisfied, thrust his hips forward, his spear plunging deep into her honeyed depths, eliciting a trembling scream from Qin Xue: "I love you, Lin Qing, I love you!" She collapsed into the man's arms. Lin Qing kissed and sucked her alluring, trembling body, standing behind her and lifting her round, upturned buttocks, parting her soft cheeks and thrusting his spear inside. Under his fierce, wild thrusts, Qin Xue's honeyed depths overflowed with even more love fluid, her smooth body gradually going limp and sliding downwards. He lowered his body to match her posture, pressing against her upturned buttocks and thrusting violently. Suddenly, he withdrew his spear, lifted her up, and leaned her against the wall, her long legs encircling his waist. Qin Xue's body pressed tightly against him, her round breasts swaying with the rhythm of his thrusts, creating an alluring wave. He opened his mouth and sucked on her pink nipples. Qin Xue couldn't help but let out a muffled moan as she reached her climax. Lin Qing carried her limp body into the bathtub filled with warm water. "Now let's take a good bath."

"Ugh, you're not done yet! Who knows if you'll still want it? Washing now is pointless."

Qin Xue looked at Lin Qing's still-erect penis, her eyes sparkling and her face flushed.

Lin Qing hadn't expected the innocent Qin Xue to be so alluring when she acted coquettishly. He swept her up in his arms. "You're so understanding. I want it now."

"Honey, is it hard not to ejaculate? If it is, I can give it to you."

Qin Xue nestled in Lin Qing's arms, writhing her delicate body.

Seeing her gentle, yielding advances, Lin Qing felt a little selfish. "It's alright, your health is important. We have plenty of time."

He gently caressed her firm, supple breasts.

"Then I'll go back. It wouldn't be good if someone found out."

Qin Xue stood up unsteadily, her eyes filled with deep affection. "You have to keep thinking about me."

She finished dressing and walked to the door, then turned and threw herself into Lin Qing's arms again. "Actually, I really wanted you to hold me and sleep with me all night."

She looked at Lin Qing reluctantly before opening the door and leaving.

Chapter 123 Passionate Affair

The next morning, Lin Qing finished washing up and opened his door to find Qin Xue standing in the hallway waiting for him.

He carefully examined his spoils from the previous night. The girl before him had dark circles under her eyes, clearly having tossed and turned all night on her first night, yet her somewhat tired eyes shone with happiness, showing that she had been completely conquered by him.

He went to meet her, looking deeply into her eyes. "What's wrong, my little darling? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Mmm,"

Qin Xue pouted and replied, "I didn't sleep at all, I was thinking about you the whole time. Did you miss me?"

"Of course I did."

Lin Qing cupped her face in his hands, and seeing that no one was around, he quickly kissed her thin lips.

Qin Xue smiled contentedly and reached out to hook her arm around Lin Qing's. "No, it's not good if others see."

Lin Qing gently patted the little hand in his arm. "Then tonight, I'll pamper you properly tonight."

They went to the conference room one after the other. Lin Qing still walked to the corner, and Qin Xue followed him closely. She sat down next to him, her little hand holding mine under the table. The faint fragrance emanating from her body intoxicated him all morning.

In the afternoon, after roll call, it was time for two-person group work.

They hurriedly returned to their room. Lin Qing kicked the door shut, picked up Qin Xue and placed her on the TV cabinet, took a step back, and hurriedly took off his clothes.

Qin Xue arched her arms behind her back, her long legs crossed, her black sandals dangling from her toes. Her starry eyes narrowed as she glanced at Lin Qing, her lips slightly parted, her soft breaths tantalizing. Beads of fragrant sweat glistened on her delicate nose. Seeing Lin Qing's erect member, her soft breathing grew heavier.

"Baby, I've missed you so much."

Lin Qing lifted her slender legs, removed her sandals, and held her exquisite feet. Her perfect arches taut under his fingers, her rounded heels pressed against his palm.

He leaned in and kissed her gently, sucking and nibbling at her toes. "Ah, no, um, so, so good."

The intense stimulation and shyness made Qin Xue incoherent. Lin Qing's hands caressed her smooth, white thighs, savoring their soft texture.

"Heh, heh, oh..."

Qin Xue moaned intermittently, her hands supporting her delicate body behind her, her head tilted back, making her full breasts stand even more erect, and her long, slender legs shyly parted, revealing her pure white panties.

Lin Qing was burning with lust, reaching out to grab the collar of her shirt and pulling it to both sides, the buttons that hadn't been unbuttoned snapping open and landing on the floor. He pulled open the shirt, revealing a pure white girl's bra, her tender, round breasts trembling slightly. He grabbed the lower edge and lifted it up, the girl's full breasts shaking, her pink nipples already erect.

He reached out and caressed her round breasts, smooth, soft, warm, and bouncy, truly a perfect treasure. His fingertips and tongue took turns, his mouth and hands freely playing with the hard, protruding nipples.

Qin Xue's breathing became uneven, "Ah, ah..."

Her hands gripped Lin Qing's shoulders tightly, her small mouth pressed against the man's ear, emitting sweet and alluring moans.

Lin Qing gently rubbed his fingertips against her nipples, his tongue swirling around them, a delicate fragrance filling the air. Qin Xue writhed, letting out soft, melodious moans. He licked her soft areolas, his hand slipping under her skirt, stroking her equally smooth thighs upwards. The crevice beneath the white fabric felt warm and inviting. The narrow indentation in her panties was already soaked with her love juices.

"Ah, ah..."

The light touches made Qin Xue moan continuously. Lin Qing flicked at the entrance of her honeyed cave through her panties, widening the wet patch, his fingers coated with sticky nectar.

"Ah, um, ah, ah..."

Qin Xue's face flushed crimson, her body stiffening. Lin Qing's left hand, still fiddling with her nipples, and his right hand, still caressing her crevice, didn't stop.

"Um, heh, harder, harder!"

Qin Xue writhed. Lin Qing's fingers pressed lightly and heavily against the alluring indentation. She squeezed the man's hand tightly between her thighs, then released it, tilting her head back and spitting at Lin Qing: "You're so bad, you, you bastard."

Lin Qing's fingers parted the damp cloth, directly caressing her slippery, soft labia. The fluffy pubic hair, already soaked with love juice, was soft and smooth. He stroked the soft pubic hair down the curve of her vulva, grabbing a few strands and gently tugging.

"Ah, I hate it, I hate it, I'm so embarrassed."

Qin Xue covered her face and cried out softly, her snow-white skin covered with a bewitching pink, her vulva rising in passion as she chased after Lin Qing's fingers.

Lin Qing caressed the dripping vulva, lifting her skirt and pulling aside her panties, exposing the abundant vulva to him. Wang Qin Xue's body trembled, and she shyly turned her head away.

After playing with the soft pubic hair to his heart's content, Lin Qing's fingers slid down, pinching the soft labia. The engorged lips were tender and smooth, with a few sparse pubic hairs nearby. Beneath the mound, a small puddle of love juice had already accumulated on the table, and the swollen, erect clitoris was covered with glistening love juice, shimmering with a lascivious light.

Qin Xue turned her pretty face to Lin Qing, "Come on, husband, I... I've missed you so much too."

Lin Qing looked at the blissful expression on her beautiful face, and his engorged member pressed against the entrance of her honeyed cave, squeezing into the narrow crevice with a "plop." The layers of flesh at the entrance of her honeyed cave gripped the tip of his member, and the labia on both sides flipped inward, locking his member tightly.

"Ugh..."

With a muffled groan, Qin Xue suddenly threw her head back, her narrow honeyed cave contracting tightly, making Lin Qing unable to move.

Lin Qing gently parted her long, slender legs, caressing the smooth inner thighs. "You're squeezing so tight, are you trying to murder your husband?"

"Hmph, you're getting the better of me and still acting innocent."

Qin Xue retorted coquettishly, swaying her slender waist alluringly. "If I had known this would happen, I would have... ah..."

The final scream was the reaction caused by Lin Qing's forceful thrust of his long spear to the very end.

Qin Xue thrust her breasts forward, using her pert buttocks as a fulcrum, arching her back, her hands gripping Lin Qing's forearm tightly, her long nails digging into the man's flesh.

Lin Qing's spear entered the hot, soft cavity, the tip sinking into the soft embrace, pleasure surging through her brain.

Qin Xue took a deep breath, "You, I, I'm dying, dying!"

Her eyes were tightly closed, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed, her mouth opened in an "O" shape as she gasped for breath, emitting a moan that was almost a cry.

Lin Qing enjoyed the powerful contractions and undulations within Qin Xue's honeyed cave. Qin Xue sat disheveled on the table, her shirt and bra still partially open, her knee-length school skirt piled haphazardly around her waist. Her long thighs were wrapped around Lin Qing's waist, her pure white panties barely covering her groin, her crotch askew, revealing a long spear inserted between the thick pubic hair covering her vulva. "Baby, does it feel good?"

Lin Qing leaned down and kissed her round, pearly earlobe.

"You're so bad, um, that last time, almost, almost made me come."

"How's it now? Should I move a few times?"

Qin Xue didn't open her starry eyes, letting out a long "hmm" through her nose.

Lin Qing slowly withdrew his spear, leaving only the tip, then began thrusting with all his might.

"I, I, ah, ah..."

Sweet moans mixed with soft gasps flew from Qin Xue's mouth. Her hand, gripping Lin Qing's arm, loosened and tightened with each thrust of the spearhead. The love fluid secreted from her honey hole provided ample lubrication for the spear, making the thrusts even faster.

Qin Xue's honey hole was narrow and shallow, overflowing with love fluid, tightly enveloping the spear as it moved. He could feel it from front to back. The moist and elastic flesh walls were tight, the entrance of her honey hole like a hoop, tightly gripping the shaft. The moist cavity was soft and full of elasticity, every inch of flesh trembling with power. Each withdrawal had a lingering drag on the spear, each insertion felt like the end, yet it penetrated deeply.

The smooth skin of her thighs wrapped around his waist and the just-right strength gave Lin Qing a feeling of ecstasy. Without personally exploring her, he never knew that Qin Xue, who always appeared as a pure and obedient girl, could be so captivating and alluring.

Pink, tender flesh was thrust in and out with the long spear, and hearing her soft moans and gasps in his ear, Lin Qing said smugly, "Your little pussy is so tight and wet, it's truly exquisite."

He maintained his high-speed thrusting, his hand pressing and kneading her erect, tender clitoris.

"Mmm, ooh, I hate it, mmm, mmm, I hate it." Qin Xue whimpered coquettishly, but forcefully swayed her slender waist in response to Lin Qing's teasing. Her eyes were so alluring they seemed to drip with water, her body twisting like a snake, her honey hole contracting and curving, making it difficult for Lin Qing to move.

"You little vixen, you're mesmerizing."

Qin Xue's wanton seductive manner aroused Lin Qing to thrust his long spear at high speed.

"Oh, ah, too, too heavy, so deep, so deep, mmm."

Qin Xue couldn't help but become aroused, unable to suppress her moans.

The squelching sounds of their genitals rubbing together, coupled with seductive moans and the pleasure from his penis, made Lin Qing pant softly.

Qin Xuehao wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's neck, her slender legs around his waist, her small mouth biting his shoulder, her entire body trembling violently as she groaned and reached the peak of ecstasy.

The change in angle nearly caused his penis to slip out of her honeyed cave, but it was then swallowed whole by her falling body, changing from horizontal to vertical. Combined with Qin Xuehao's powerful contractions and spasms during her orgasm, Lin Qing could no longer hold back, and his penis throbbed as it shot out.

Qin Xuehao whimpered from the heat, her hands and feet tightly gripping Lin Qing, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, a lazy, sweet smile on her lips, her small hands gently pinching his face with a smile.

"Ouch, it hurts so much,"

Lin Qing feigned pain and begged for mercy.

"Hmph, you're just being cheeky, you're lying,"

Qin Xuehao glanced at him with her expressive starry eyes, her face flushed.

Lin Qing glanced at the shirt and bra hanging loosely on her body. "Baby, you look so sexy."

He picked up a strand of hair that fell beside her cheek, twirled it around his finger a few times, and then lowered his head to kiss her eyebrows and eyes.

"It's all your fault, you were in such a hurry, you didn't even let me take my clothes off."

Qin Xue pouted and gently bit Lin Qing's lips.

Lin Qing gently stroked her smooth chin and captured her thin lips in a passionate kiss. 01-13
Chapter 124 Celebrating

the First Time After the passion subsided, they lay on the bed chatting.

"Do you like my body, or do you like me as a person?"

Qin Xue lay on Lin Qing's chest, looking at him with her head turned to the side.

"I like both."

Lin Qing gently stroked her soft hair, smelling the faint fragrance in it. ...

Before they knew it, it was dinnertime. Qin Xue looked at her shirt, now only two buttons undone, and playfully punched Lin Qing's chest. "Look at you, it's like this! How am I supposed to wear this?"

"I'll sew it up for you when we get back. Don't you have any other clothes?"

"Then I'll just have to wear the competition uniform we were issued. I was planning to wear it on the day of the competition, hmph."

The well-fitting suit skirt accentuated Qin Xue's sexy and charming figure, and her long, snow-white legs beneath the short skirt were a feast for the eyes.

"So beautiful!"

If she wore the uniform and wrapped her long, beautiful legs around his waist, it would be a different kind of experience. Thinking of this, Lin Qing felt himself getting hard again.

Hearing the man's praise, Qin Xue smiled sweetly and walked to Lin Qing's side. "Get up, lazybones, it's time to eat."

After dinner, Lin Qing lay in his room watching TV, waiting for Qin Xue to arrive, but more than an hour passed without her appearing. Finally, he couldn't wait any longer and got up to go to her room to find her.

Lin Qing pushed open the door and went in. Seeing Qin Xue lying lazily on the bed, he locked the door behind him and pounced on her.

He took a deep breath, inhaling the faint, sweet fragrance emanating from the girl. The fresh scent was so different from strong perfume; the subtle aroma stirred his emotions.

He pulled Qin Xue into his arms and sealed her lips with his.

"Mmm, mmm..."

Qin Xue tried to push Lin Qing away, but his hand slipped under the covers, groping her full, delicate body.

"No, no, no, um..."

Lin Qing's hand had just reached the edge of her underwear when Qin Xue resisted fiercely.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Qing looked at her with some surprise.

Qin Xue's face flushed red. "I, I got my period."

"Really?"

Lin Qing moved his hand to her full breasts and kneaded them. "Not this afternoon? So soon?"

"Just now."

Qin Xue pouted, looking incredibly cute.

"Your period came at just the right time."

Having plummeted from the peak to the bottom, all interest vanished, and Lin Qing stopped what he was doing.

"I didn't want to, but there was nothing I could do."

Qin Xue placed her small hand on the back of his. "This is fine, we're here to prepare for the competition, it's a good time to focus and prepare properly. I didn't memorize any questions today, I've been clinging to you all day, how could I concentrate on preparing?"

Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her. "That's all we can do. After your period is over, you have to make it up to me."

"You silly boy, aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself?"

Qin Xue gently pinched his hand.

"I'd be willing to die for you, even if it means my death."

Lin Qing also gently squeezed her firm breasts.

"Stop it, I can't take it."

Qin Xue said softly and slightly angrily.

From these two encounters, Lin Qing knew that her body was extremely sensitive and couldn't withstand his teasing.

"Prepare well, even if it's just for me, okay, Lin Qing? I'm here for the championship!"

Qin Xue's words reminded Lin Qing of Teacher Huang's earnest expectations. "Okay, I'll win the championship for my darling."

"Really?"

Looking at the girl's joyful eyes, Lin Qing nodded firmly.

The two poured all their suppressed energy into preparing for the competition. Every day, Qin Xue nestled in Lin Qing's arms, studying alongside him. Although Lin Qing's spear was stiff every day, they only made small gestures like kissing and touching each other's breasts.

The day of the competition arrived in the blink of an eye. They set off excitedly and nervously. Looking at the sea of spectators at the arena, Lin Qing's teammates seemed a little nervous, but he smiled and instilled confidence in each team member.

At first, things went smoothly; everyone had memorized the outline perfectly. Lin Qing's team's score remained close to the other teams. Then everyone was dumbfounded. The host's questions became increasingly strange, completely unrelated to the given materials.

More and more questions about Macau's daily life and social customs appeared—things those bookworms had never cared about. Seeing things were going badly, Lin Qing gritted his teeth and stepped up.

His wide range of interests and accumulated knowledge came in handy, resulting in a surprisingly high success rate and a soaring score. After the questions were finished, Lin Qing's team and the other team were tied.

The host glanced at both teams and said, "Now, one more question."

He slowly and deliberately posed the question: "What are the two main industries in Macau?"

The opposing team didn't react, and Lin Qing hesitated as well. He decided to give it his all, his hand on the buzzer, his brain racing. "Macau's casinos

are quite famous. I've heard that the number of foreign visitors is dozens of times the local population every year. Hmm, I've got it." He glanced at the host, who had a slightly approving look on his face, and Lin Qing's confidence grew even stronger. "Mainly the gambling industry and tourism." "Correct, 10 points."

As soon as the host finished speaking, Lin Qing's team erupted in cheers, and Qin Xue hugged him tightly, completely absorbed in the moment.

"Now I announce that the champion of this year's **Province Knowledge Competition for Welcoming the Return of Macau (Middle School Group) is the **City Team."

After the awards ceremony, Lin Qing and his team drove back to their city. At the celebration banquet that evening, the beaming director of the Municipal Education Commission announced a reward of 10,000 RMB. 1,000 RMB would be awarded to each of the eight winners, and the remaining 2,000 RMB would go to Lin Qing, who played a decisive role. Lin Qing himself would receive 3,000 RMB. Everyone was extremely excited, both for the victory and for the impending separation.

Taking advantage of the lively atmosphere, Qin Xue, her bright, starry eyes practically overflowing with affection, gazed at Lin Qing. Her excited face flushed, she pulled him by the hand and quietly left. As soon as they entered the elevator, she threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, her full breasts trembling slightly against him.

"Baby, this is for you."

Lin Qing pulled out the gleaming championship medal and presented it to her.

Qin Xue pressed her pretty face against Lin Qing's chest, murmuring sweetly, "Husband, you're amazing."

Lin Qing gently lifted her face, "Your husband has other amazing qualities too."

He lowered his head and kissed her thin, soft lips.

"No, no..."

Qin Xue's words gave Lin Qing the opportunity, his tongue exploring her mouth, savoring her sweet saliva.

With his left hand, he rolled up her skirt to her waist, slipping it inside her panties to gently knead and rub her tender labia, arousing her trembling and excitement. His right hand reached inside her blouse, moving from her smooth abdomen to her breasts, grasping and kneading her round, white orbs.

"Mmm, ah..."

Qin Xue, aroused and weak under Lin Qing's teasing, threw her head back passionately, revealing her slender, snow-white neck. Lin Qing's lips slid down her fair cheek, lightly kissing her snow-white breasts. Her short skirt was rolled up to her waist, revealing her silky white thighs, making Lin Qing stare intently.

Qin Xue realized Lin Qing's intentions and hurriedly tried to pull her clothes back up, but he beat her to it, pulling her blouse to one side. He then lowered his head, nibbling at her rounded shoulder, his hands freely caressing her smooth, soft thighs.

"No, no, let someone see, please let's go back to the room, okay?"

she shook her head, struggling.

At her bedroom door, Lin Qing looked at her slightly disheveled suit skirt and glanced at the conference room at the end of the corridor. "Come on, baby, come with me."

He pulled her hand to open the door.

"Where are we going?"

"Come with me."

Entering the conference room, Lin Qing didn't turn on the lights, but fumbled to lock the door.

The darkness made Qin Xue tremble. She tightened her grip on Lin Qing's hand. "What are we doing here? I'm a little scared."

Lin Qing led her to the window, lifting the curtain slightly to look at the dazzling lights and bustling crowds on the street. "Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yes, really beautiful."

Qin Xue peeked out. Lin Qing turned his head and sealed her thin lips with his, nibbling and sucking. As her red lips parted slightly, he slipped his tongue inside, wantonly swirling it around, inhaling the fragrance.

"Mmm, um..."

Qin Xue's body went limp, her hot, delicate body nestled weakly in Lin Qing's arms. "Not here, okay?"

Lin Qing sucked on her smooth tongue, lifting her voluptuous body and placing her on the windowsill. Qin Xue's shy reserve crumbled under his passionate kiss.

Seeing her silent submission, Lin Qing rolled up her short skirt to her waist, forcefully pulling down her panties. His hands caressed her silky, snow-white, pert buttocks, sliding over her tender cheeks. He unbuttoned her top, lifted her bra, revealing her full, round breasts, grasping and kneading them, then opening his mouth to suckle at her firm nipples.

Qin Xue's body leaned softly against the window, letting Lin Qing do as he pleased, her small mouth emitting seductive moans, her faint fragrance particularly intoxicating in the dark space.

Lin Qing parted her legs, placing his hand on her mons pubis deep into her slightly parted vulva, pressing and pinching her sensitive clitoris. Qin Xue couldn't help but moan softly, "Ah, ah, husband, I love you so much."

Chapter 125 Passion in the Meeting Room

Taking advantage of Qin Xue's inattention, Lin Qing pulled the curtains open about a foot, and through the streetlights, he saw the intoxicating rosy blush on her fair skin caused by passion. He couldn't resist tearing open his shirt, pressing his naked upper body against the smooth skin of her full breasts, his fingers darting into the thick pubic hair, exploring until they reached her moist vulva.

The intrusion of the man's fingers made Qin Xue's body stiffen suddenly, "Ah, ah, no, let's go back to the room, okay?"

She tightly gripped Lin Qing's fingers.

"You're holding my hand, do you want it or not?"

Qin Xue quickly opened her legs, and Lin Qing's fingers plunged deep into her honey hole, moving in and out. She twisted her hot, delicate body, and thick love juice slowly flowed from the entrance of her honey hole, wetting Lin Qing's fingers. Lin Qing smiled and held his wet fingers up to her eyes, "Baby, you're so wet, come on."

Lin Qing put his fingers into his mouth and sucked the honey juice. Qin Xue blushed, and Lin Qing took the opportunity to spread her thighs, looking at the love juice constantly secreting from the entrance of her honey hole, and lowered his head to lick it.

His tongue pierced and withdrew between her flesh, eliciting more love juice. Qin Xue's whole body went limp, and her tender flesh bloomed beautifully. Lin Qing used his tongue to press and press her clitoris, and Qin Xue excitedly grabbed his hair, her long legs hanging limply as he did as he pleased.

Lin Qing straightened his waist, pulled down his trousers, and thrust his long spear into her honey hole. Qin Xue's lips were covered by him, and she could only let out a muffled moan.

He thrust violently and yanked open the curtains. The gleaming marble countertop reflected the outdoor light. Qin Xue exclaimed, "What are you doing? It's so embarrassing! Someone will see us!"

"It's so dark in here, no one will."

Lin Qing, panting heavily, withdrew his weapon from her honeyed cave, turned Qin Xue's voluptuous body around, arching her round, pert buttocks high. His chest pressed against her snow-white, smooth back, his left hand grasping and kneading her full breasts, while his long spear thrust in and out of her honeyed cave.

Qin Xue closed her starry eyes, tilting her head back, moaning seductively, "Mmm, mmm, so beautiful, husband, I've missed you so much."

Uncontrollable spasms rippled through her honeyed cave, deeply gripping his spear, giving Lin Qing intense pleasure from her tightness. Lin Qing lifted her and placed her kneeling on the windowsill, the cool surface causing Qin Xue's delicate skin on her legs to contract.

Lin Qing adjusted the girl's white, pert buttocks, slightly parting her legs, and slowly inserted his long spear into her soft crevice, thrusting in and out of her warm, moist honeyed cave.

He watched Qin Xue's seductive and alluring posture, his long spear thrusting forcefully into her tender and soft honey hole, the friction of the sticky love juice and his spear producing a "plop, plop" sound.

Qin Xue's soft and charming body arched against the windowsill, her hands pressed against the large glass, her sensitive body trembling with fear of being seen and the stimulation of such a lewd position. Lin Qing grasped her full breasts, holding her soft breasts in his hands. She occasionally let out low moans, her fair and graceful body writhing with Lin Qing's thrusts.

Lin Qing's hands grasped and rubbed her round and perky buttocks, his middle finger poking at the clitoris between her buttocks, his lower abdomen resting against Qin Xue's fair, smooth, and cool jade-like mound, feeling the plumpness and softness of her buttocks. Qin Xue's well-proportioned and full figure, slender waist, and firm and perky buttocks had an indescribable attraction.

Due to the position, her already shallow and short vaginal opening felt even tighter and narrower. The powerful suction pulled the tip of the penis at high speed, and the layers of tender flesh intensified the friction, pressing her pretty cheeks against the glass.

Her hot, delicate body throbbed back and forth with Lin Qing's thrusts, her two pert buttocks opening wide with the penetration of his penis and the pushing of Lin Qing's hands, revealing her wrinkled anus. The delicate little buds, like nutmeg seeds, contracted slightly inward, rhythmically contracting and twisting with each thrust.

Her pert buttocks slammed against Lin Qing's crotch, squeezing her tender flesh upwards with a "slap slap" sound of flesh colliding. Lin Qing held Qin Xue's round, pert buttocks tightly, using the force of her backward movement to thrust hard into her fleshy opening. "Plop, plop, plop, plop..."

The sound of their genitals colliding brought Qin Xue's passion to its peak. She moaned seductively in front of Lin Qing, "Ah, I can't take it, it's so embarrassing."

Her white feet, perched on the windowsill, trembled slightly, and her slender waist was accentuated by the flashing neon lights, making her look alluring.

Lin Qing watched the innocent Qin Xue, dressed in a uniform, moaning seductively beneath him, her eyes filled with desire, yielding to his pleasure. He couldn't resist pushing his strength to the limit, kneading her round, white buttocks. His long spear was inserted into her pink honey hole, the tip grinding against her soft clitoris, causing the lovely and delicate Qin Xue to let out a soul-stirring moan: "Husband, hurry, fuck me to death, my heart, these past few days, I've been thinking of you."

Her red lips parted slightly, humming

softly, her breathing growing heavier. "Ah, so beautiful, so, so beautiful."

Her honey hole contracted tightly, pressing against his spear. Lin Qing stood on tiptoe, lifting her round, white buttocks, thrusting hard. Qin Xue's tender buttocks arched upwards forcefully, Lin Qing leaned forward, his spear plunging in with the trembling of her legs.

Qin Xue's hair was disheveled, her lips biting a few strands of her long, flowing hair. Her full breasts swayed in front of her chest, her legs were tightly clamped together, and her already tight honey hole became even more constricted. With Lin Qing's thrusting, sticky, wet sounds came from their point of contact, and she began to moan unrestrainedly: "Ah, oh, ah, ah..."

Her hands were stretched out to both sides, her white shirt was rolled up, revealing her fair and smooth back, and under her black, wrinkled skirt, her round buttocks were raised high. Lin Qing's long spear was thrusting powerfully in and out of her wet honey hole, making a wet, frictioning sound.

Lin Qing held Qin Xue's slender waist, feeling the friction and warmth of the soft flesh walls, experiencing the trembling and moaning of the delicate and sexy beauty beneath him.

As the spear thrust rapidly in and out, Qin Xue's legs were pressed tightly together, her panties hanging on her knees, her delicate feet forcefully pointing outwards. Warm love juice from her spasming honey hole surged against the spear, overflowing from her slightly parted labia and flowing down her snow-white thighs.

Lin Qing released his hands from her slender waist, and the limp Qin Xue immediately collapsed, her knees almost touching the carpet, her head bowed, her long hair disheveled. Lin Qing looked at the delicate and fragile body before him, the sparse, dark pubic hair beside her wet labia, her erect, round breasts, and the small, delicate, pink nipples standing proudly. He then thrust his penis again, plunging it deep into her raised buttocks.

Qin Xue's delicate body trembled, her head lowered as she let out soft moans: "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore."

Her supple body seemed to break, her waist bending over, her head raised and swaying. This beautiful woman, so delicate yet so wanton, truly made Lin Qing lose control.

Qin Xue's honeyed cave contracted incessantly, milky white love juice flowing from her pink and moist lips. One bare white foot stood on tiptoe on the ground. Lin Qing accelerated his thrusts, her foot, clad in a black sandal, the heel raised, while her other white little foot desperately stood on the ground with her toes. With Lin Qing's forward thrusts, her calves bent forward noticeably, and her long moans became even more alluring, "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore."

Qin Xue wore an open shirt, her hands on the windowsill, her skirt lifted at the waist, revealing her round, white buttocks high in the air. Lin Qing held her slender waist, his long spear thrusting between her tender white buttocks.

"I can't take it anymore, ah..."

Her moans grew increasingly urgent, her upright legs weakening more and more. Qin Xue, who had been half-lying down, now lay completely on the windowsill. Lin Qing lifted her slender legs from the sides, making her lie like a frog, while he thrust into her from behind.

Qin Xue buried her face in the windowsill, her moans becoming muffled. Lin Qing looked at her upturned, snow-white buttocks, the two round, fleshy mounds between which nestled a tender honey hole. Her pink labia were slightly parted, her soft, dark pubic hair matted together with love juice, her small anus wriggling and contracting, her long, snow-white thighs spread wide, her slender waist and ivory-like back covered in fragrant sweat, and her satin-like hair cascading over her smooth shoulders.

Volume Two: Boundless Springtime...

Chapter 126 Intimate Entanglement

Lin Qing withdrew his spear, using the tip dipped in love juice to slide up and down Qin Xue's vulva. Holding onto the windowsill, he enjoyed the friction against the beauty's buttocks. With each slide of the spear, the love juice flowed more and more.

Qin Xue couldn't help but moan, "Oh, ah, oh, mmm, so comfortable."

Lin Qing grasped and kneaded the girl's swaying breasts, his spear thrusting forcefully into her tight, pink honey hole again.

Soon, "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming!"

Her juices gushed out, and Qin Xue collapsed weakly. Lin Qing slowly pulled out his wet weapon, then slowly inserted it again. The girl's fair thighs clamped tightly around his waist, her hands flailing limply in the air.

"Oh, so comfortable."

After a spasm in her warm honey hole, Lin Qing also ejaculated his hot semen deep into her honey hole, lying motionless on her back.

Qin Xue trembled from the heat, her fair body limp on the marble countertop.

After her climax, her almond-shaped eyes were glazed, her face flushed with desire, still savoring the intense pleasure. Her round, plump buttocks were taut and arched, her mouth wide open but silent. Her vaginal opening contracted rhythmically, and sticky, white fluid flowed down her beautiful, fair legs.

Qin Xue leaned limply against Lin Qing's chest, letting his hands caress her full breasts. Her body, soft and alluring, knelt before the windowsill in a seductive pose, a wanton smile playing on her radiant face as she gazed intently at the flickering lights outside.

Lin Qing, satisfied, withdrew his dripping wet spear, smearing the semen clinging to the tip onto Qin Xue's upturned white buttocks. His legs, weak with fatigue, gave way, and he slumped into the large sofa by the round table. Gazing at the girl's graceful figure kneeling motionless on the windowsill, he lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

"Comfortable, baby."

He pulled Qin Xue's soft, delicate body into his arms from behind, his hands roaming over her snow-white, round breasts, squeezing and kneading the delicate flesh, his thumb and forefinger pressing and rubbing her erect nipples.

Qin Xue half-turned her curvaceous body, her hot lips pressed against Lin Qing's face, her trembling fingers moving to his chest, caressing the man's firm muscles. "Husband, I... I can't bear to let you leave me."

Lin Qing's tongue slid across her trembling cherry lips, licking the soft flesh and entwining with her smooth, fragrant tongue. Qin Xue's sweet breath assaulted his senses. Her thin lips left his, pressing burning kisses onto his forehead and chest, her hands caressing his nipples.

Feeling her intense affection, Lin Qing recalled her sweet-smelling lips, pressing her head down with his hand. Qin Xue's hesitant lips traveled along Lin Qing's chest to his waist. She slightly raised her head, glanced at him, took a deep breath, and her small hands trembled shyly as she grasped his half-erect weapon, touching it.

Lin Qing looked at her encouragingly, "Baby, open your mouth and take it in."

"Mmm, mmm, no, mmm..."

Qin Xue shook her head shyly.

"Just like when I kiss you there, don't you want me to be happy?"

Lin Qing reached out and brought his spear to her lips, "Come on, baby, hurry up."

Qin Xue mustered her courage, opened her small mouth, and bit the tip, unsure how to continue, staring blankly at Lin Qing, "I don't know how?"

"I'll teach you, like eating an ice pop."

Lin Qing gently pushed it in.

"Ah..."

Qin Xue bit down slightly, causing Lin Qing to cry out in pain.

"That's how I eat it, isn't it?"

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Lin Qing couldn't help but laugh. "Hehe, if it's a really hard popsicle and you're in a hurry to eat it, would you do this?"

Qin Xue loosened her teeth and swallowed the tip of the penis, licking it with her tongue. Her mouth was suddenly filled, and she sucked on it with a sense of novelty, listening to Lin Qing's satisfied moans, her fragrant tongue playfully teasing the glans.

Lin Qing couldn't help but insert his fingers deep into her hair, tightly embracing her fair and beautiful body against him.

Qin Xue held the penis tightly in her mouth, stroking it, and looked up at the man with a seductive gaze: "Is this right, husband? Are you comfortable?"

Her starry eyes gazed at Lin Qing with a bewitching allure.

"Ah, so comfortable, so incredibly comfortable, baby, you're so clever, keep going."

Qin Xue licked her lips, her eyes narrowed, her cheeks flushed, her mouth moving back and forth, her white, full breasts trembling in waves.

Lin Qing's long spear was licked until it gleamed, standing erect like a small cannon. "It, it's gotten bigger again." Qin Xue squatted between Lin Qing's legs, licking with relish.

"Baby, come on, let's do it again."

Qin Xue reluctantly left the spear, which stood erect, and softly licked her lips, spitting out a few pubic hairs. Lin Qing held her slender waist and lifted her long legs.

"Sit on top."

The wet spear aimed at the tight honey hole and thrust in rapidly. Qin Xue coquettishly reached out and hugged Lin Qing's neck. "Ah, husband, ah, so comfortable, oh." She lay prone on top of Lin

Qing, her snow-white, pert buttocks heaving, her tender breasts rubbing against his chest. Her tight, moist opening gripped his penis, writhing, and strands of love juice dripped down his shaft onto the sheets.

Lin Qing held Qin Xue tightly, pressing her round, white buttocks down forcefully, his thumbs caressing her sweet lips and cheeks. Qin Xue let out

a soul-stirring moan, her starry eyes filled with deep desire. A smile played on his lips as Lin Qing deliberately withdrew his weapon, taking in her breathtaking beauty. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, highlighting her delicate face, her rounded shoulders glistening with sweat, and her long, perfect legs were even more alluring.

"Please, come on,"

Qin Xue softly and gently pleaded, "Quick, husband, quick."

Lin Qing kissed her red lips, whispering tenderly in her ear, "Again, hmm?"

"Hmm." "

Qin Xue murmured, gently rubbing her nose against Lin Qing's face, "I'm so itchy, ah..."

"Really?"

Lin Qing chuckled, lifting his upper body to gaze at her, then lowered his head to gently nibble at her delicate nose. "Feeling better?"

"Much better."

Qin Xue smiled sweetly, "But there's one more place that's itchier." A

teasing smile flickered in her starry eyes.

Lin Qing's lips moved to her stubble, "Here?"

Qin Xue giggled and shook her head, "No."

Lin Qing licked the pink nipples on her breasts with his tongue, "Here?"

"No, that's not right either."

Qin Xue panted, "But, almost there."

"Tell me, where is it?"

Lin Qing was quite intrigued by her teasing.

"Here."

Qin Xue arched her buttocks, her moist honey hole swallowing his spear.

"Oh, it's here,"

Lin Qing couldn't hold back anymore, "Is it right?"

"Absolutely right." "

Qin Xue swayed her slender waist with a soft moan, allowing Lin Qing to penetrate even deeper.

"Do you want me to relieve your itch?"

Lin Qing pressed close to her, and Qin Xue trembled slightly from my movements. "That's wonderful, please."

"Is it better?"

Lin Qing thrust his long spear deeper and deeper into her honeyed cave.

"Ah, almost there."

"Almost there?" He

moved with fierce intensity, his hand slipping inside the neckline of the girl's dress, caressing her snow-white skin and kneading her round breasts.

Qin Xue exhaled a sigh of pleasure, pressing her lips to Lin Qing's and moaning with delight, "Lin Qing, ah, Lin Qing..."

Seemingly unable to bear the intense arousal the man brought her, she kept calling Lin Qing's name.

Lin Qing buried his face in her breasts, sucking on her pink nipples, his long penis moving in and out of her wet, tight honey hole. Qin Xue's white buttocks arched high, Lin Qing's hand resting on her flat stomach, kissing her hot, moist back, his tongue licking her snow-white skin.

Qin Xue softened her body, gently swaying her buttocks, pressing them back sensually, Lin Qing moved his hand from her lower abdomen to her dense... His fingers, parted, combed through the thick pubic hair on her dark, finely haired mons pubis, gently pressing against the tender skin, his fingers lightly pinching and kneading her moist, hot clitoris.

Stimulated, Qin Xue moaned softly, leaning against Lin Qing, her round breasts swaying up and down, her firm nipples rubbing against his palm. The sensation of her hot skin against his cool hand made her tremble even more, her vaginal muscles contracting even tighter.

His penis, increasingly gripped, thrust faster and faster in response to Qin Xue's sensual reaction, finally bringing Lin Qing to his climax. He tilted his head back, breathing heavily with satisfaction, and ejaculated inside Qin Xue.

Reaching orgasm almost simultaneously, Qin Xue opened her starry eyes, carefully wiping away Lin Qing's sweat, and kissed him tenderly and passionately.

Chapter 127 Parting Madness

Lin Qing opened the door, glanced at the empty corridor, picked up Qin Xue who was still tidying her clothes, and strode out.

Qin Xue blushed at Lin Qing's bold actions, struggling and squirming in his arms, her faint fragrance filling his nostrils.

Lin Qing quickly reached Qin Xue's room, carrying her directly onto the bed.

Qin Xue's starry eyes were half-closed, her pink tongue lightly brushing against her slightly parted lips. She arched her back, thrusting her full breasts forward, tempting Lin Qing to caress her.

Gazing at her alluring posture, Lin Qing lowered his head and captured her thin lips, his tongue playfully gliding over her moist skin, sucking on the sweet fragrance in her mouth. His hands tightly covered her soft, round breasts, feeling the warmth of her flesh in his palms, his body pressed wantonly against her hot, alluring form.

Qin Xue let out a soft, pleasurable moan, her fragrant tongue returning Lin Qing's seductive embrace.

"Baby, you're so alluring."

Lin Qing's lips covered her small mouth, kissing and sucking, his tongue drawing out the sweet nectar. Qin Xue shyly kicked off her sandals with her delicate feet, and the man's hands covered her exquisite little feet, kneading her round, delicate toes. She murmured in a daze, her heavy breathing: "Are you coming again, husband? Isn't that enough? I... I can't take it anymore!"

Lin Qing's lips covered her sweet mouth in a passionate kiss, his hands lifting her bra and grasping her soft breasts, kneading them. "Baby, we're going to be separated tomorrow, tonight I want you to go crazy one more time."

The smooth, plump flesh under his palms made him want to knead it, and his hand slid down to her round, plump buttocks and pressed forward.

"I'm coming, baby."

Lin Qing's hand reached under her skirt and pulled down Qin Xue's panties, his long penis roughly rubbing against her soft, hot flesh.

"Wait—wait, husband."

Qin Xue gently pushed him away, her long legs swaying beneath him.

Lin Qing's fingers probed into her tender, pink flesh, moving back and forth, kissing her sweet, fragrant cherry lips. Qin Xue's alluring body trembled and gasped in his arms. He pressed her curvaceous body against his, gazing down at her beautiful, refined face, pressing his fingers against her soft, full breasts. He brought the fingers that had been caressing her honeyed opening to his nose, then put them in his mouth, swallowing the sweet nectar. Qin Xue's cheeks flushed instantly.

Lin Qing unbuttoned her blouse, slipping his hand inside her collar, cupping her firm, delicate breasts, kneading the soft, white flesh. Qin Xue gasped softly. Lin Qing's hand slid under her skirt, continuing to slide along her long, slender thighs, his mouth greedily sucking on her pink nipples.

Qin Xue writhed, her delicate body trembling, involuntarily whispering Lin Qing's name. She frantically unbuttoned his shirt, passionately caressing his chest. Lin Qing's lips lingered on her firm, rosy nipples. Qin Xue pressed his head against her burning skin, her fingers weaving through his dark hair, moaning with pleasure.

Qin Xue's perfectly curved body, her flawless white skin gleaming under the light, possessed an unusual radiance. Her rounded, pert buttocks were smooth and white, her long, slender legs firm and delicate.

As Lin Qing gently stroked her flat, white belly, she involuntarily closed her starry eyes, letting out a sexy moan: "Mmm, mmm, husband, I want you to love me so much."

Lin Qing's lips left her full breasts and slowly moved down, gently sucking on her smooth belly, savoring the warm, moist skin. His hands slid over her soft buttocks to her slender thighs, his fingers exploring the soft inner thighs, parting her legs. His warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin at the base of her thighs, and his lips replaced his hands, pressing against her vulva, making her whole body tense.

"Ah..."

The intoxicating pleasure made Qin Xue frantically hold Lin Qing's head, "Please, I can't take it anymore."

She cried out sweetly, arching her trembling, pleasurable body.

Lin Qing's tongue moved in and out of her honeyed cave, sucking up a mouthful of sweet love juice. He raised his head, his tongue entwining with Qin Xue's delicate tongue, intertwining and transferring the love juice into her small mouth. He gently parted her legs with his knee, and his burning-hot penis slid smoothly into her moist and warm passage, thrusting slowly.

Qin Xue couldn't help but moan softly in pleasure. Lin Qing lowered his head and covered her lips with his, sucking them passionately, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Qin Xue gripped his waist tightly and groaned with satisfaction, "Oh, um, yes, yes."

She gasped for breath, moving wildly up and down with Lin Qing.

Lin Qing caressed her soft breasts, covering them with his warm, fragrant touch, his thumb teasingly tracing her firm nipples. He showered her neck with passionate kisses, his tongue lightly licking her smooth skin, his penis pressing against the soft flesh deep within her honeyed cave as he swayed his hips.

Qin Xue could only cooperate with him, her breath sweet and soft. Lin Qing held her flawless, delicate body tightly, leaning down to cover her burning lips with his own. His tongue explored between her fragrant lips and teeth, teasing and swirling, enticing her sweet, fragrant tongue.

His left hand gripped her slender waist, cradling the back of her head in a passionate kiss, while his right hand roamed teasingly along her graceful curves, reaching for her full breasts, kneading the smooth skin of her sensitive, full nipples.

These passionate and tender moments made Qin Xue unable to extricate herself from Lin Qing's love. Shyly, she stretched out her long, white arms to encircle the back of his neck, trying to press her fair body and luscious red lips tightly against his.

Lin Qing held her delicate, slender wrist tightly, and after a passionate, lingering kiss, he cupped her fair face, embracing her burning, white body. Qin Xue wrapped her arms tightly around his back, responding eagerly to his kisses. "Lin Qing, I missed you so much,"

she murmured, her body trembling.

Lin Qing buried his head in her full breasts, inhaling their sweet scent. Qin Xue trembled slightly as she held his head, which was buried deep in her white breasts, and let out a soft, expectant moan: "I missed you so much, so much,"

she murmured, expressing her love for Lin Qing.

Lin Qing kissed her alluring red lips, cupped her smooth, white face, and gazed into her teary eyes, which sparkled with surprise. Qin Xue's shy yet excited face aroused Lin Qing's desire. He bent down and sucked on her trembling nipples, impatiently thrusting his long spear into her wet, sweet cave.

Qin Xue held her breath, welcoming the man's thrusts. Lin Qing kissed her slightly parted lips, the powerful impact pushing her to a blissful climax. Her white body, drenched in sweat, clung to the man, panting heavily.

"The thought of parting tomorrow is unbearable."

Lin Qing thrust his spear deep into her honeyed cave with all his might.

Qin Xue barely managed to lift her limp arms and gently push against Lin Qing's chest. "You're so strong! No, I can't take it anymore! Ah, no more!"

she pleaded breathlessly, her last shred of reason still reminding her amidst the ecstasy.

Lin Qing persisted, teasing her erect, sensitive nipples. "Darling, let's do it again."

The spear ravaged her soft passage, plunging Qin Xue into a frenzy once more. Involuntarily, she arched her slender waist to meet Lin Qing's thrusts, panting as she placed a passionate kiss on his face: "I love you."

Lin Qing grasped the girl's delicate arms and kissed her red lips, his tongue swiftly sliding into her mouth, savoring the fragrance between her teeth. The spear plunged deep into her warm, moist honeyed cave, its tip striking her tender cervix hard.

"Ah..."

Qin Xue groaned from Lin Qing's sudden attack, collapsing into his arms. Lin Qing held her voluptuous body, thrusting wildly, kissing her red lips, his tongue mimicking the movements of his spear in and out of her mouth. He lowered his head, sliding down to her soft earlobe, licking it with his hot, wet tongue.

"Lin Qing, I love you, I love you,"

Qin Xue couldn't help but cry out from the depths of her heart.

"I love you too."

Lin Qing held her round, upturned buttocks, his spear thrusting even more wildly.

With heavy breaths, Qin Xue trembled and groaned, her long, white legs, clinging to the man's waist, involuntarily going limp and falling down.

"I can't take it anymore, please."

Lin Qing kissed her smooth, white breasts, thrusting even more fiercely.

"No, no, please,"

Qin Xue cried out, unable to bear it any longer. Just as she was about to faint from exhaustion, Lin Qing's penis suddenly plunged into the deepest part of her honeyed cave, stopping its thrusting at her soft pleas for mercy.

On the comfortable bed, Qin Xue lay naked on her fair back, her body limp from excessive desire. She had never been so passionately entwined before, her blush turning to pale with embarrassment.

Lin Qing turned her plump body around, pecking at her pink cheeks, and held her tightly in his arms.

"Mmm..."

Qin Xue nestled sweetly against the man's chest, "You, you look so scary."

Lin Qing cupped her face and kissed her red lips. "How are you scary?"

"Like you're going to eat me up."

Qin Xue buried her face in the sheets shyly. "But I love it so much. I know you can't bear to part with me."

She spoke contentedly of her attachment to Lin Qing. Neither of them slept that night.

The next morning, Lin Qing didn't wait for the school car to pick him up. Instead, he led Qin Xue away quietly to a high-end Western restaurant for a lavish breakfast.

Qin Xue, however, was constantly teary-eyed, her small hand tightly gripping his, unwilling to let go.

Lin Qing also couldn't bear to part with Qin Xue, so he took her to the city's most upscale shopping mall. But no matter what clothes he tried on, Qin Xue wouldn't let him buy them. Helpless, he led her to the jewelry counter. Looking at the dazzling array of jewels, Qin Xue's love of beauty brightened up a bit.

Lin Qing noticed that Qin Xue's scanning gaze slowly fixed on a platinum necklace with a heart-shaped pink crystal pendant, priced at 1288 yuan.

Without hesitation, Lin Qing asked the saleswoman to take it out and held it against Qin Xue's slender, fair neck. "Issue it."

"No, it's too expensive,"

Qin Xue quickly grabbed his hand, trying to stop him.

"You're the most precious thing in my heart."

"Should I?"

the saleswoman asked, looking at Lin Qing.

"Yes, two."

Lin Qing took out his 3000 yuan bonus.

"Who are you buying them for?"

A cloud clouded Qin Xue's bright face.

"Hehe,"

Lin Qing reached out and pinched her round little chin, "The other one is for my mother, little darling, don't get the wrong idea."

Hearing Lin Qing's explanation, Qin Xue smiled again. Looking at her radiant smile, a pang of guilt flashed through Lin Qing's heart. Actually, he wanted to give the other one to Teacher Huang.

The time to part finally arrived. Standing at the mall entrance, Lin Qing hailed a taxi. Qin Xue could no longer contain herself. She threw herself into his arms, tilted her head up, and kissed him on the cheek.

Lin Qing knew that in such a public setting, this was Qin Xue's most passionate expression. He approvingly returned her kiss and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Keep my address and phone number safe."

"Remember to look for me."

"Call me."

Qin Xue repeatedly reminded Lin Qing until several onlookers gathered around, at which point she got into the car, feeling embarrassed.

Lin Qing watched the car disappear into the distance, feeling lost and dejected.

Chapter 128: Jealousy Leads to Triumphant

Return. The school held a general assembly of all teachers and students. Lin Qing's homeroom teacher, Brother Yang, and Teacher Huang were also seated in a corner of the stage.

Lin Qing looked up and saw that all the school's prominent figures were there. In the middle of the long line sat a chubby middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face. He wondered which city leader had come to gain political achievements. He shook his head disdainfully and cast his gaze towards Teacher Huang, who was as beautiful as ever.

Teacher Huang quickly sensed Lin Qing's gaze. When their eyes met, a radiant smile bloomed on her face, her deep, bright eyes filled with admiration and pride.

Lin Qing slightly pouted his lips as if to kiss her. Teacher Huang's pretty face flushed slightly, and she glanced at him coquettishly before lowering her head. Lin Qing was overjoyed, immersed in the tender moment of exchanging glances with her.

Soon, the principal of the city's No. 1 High School stood up, his voice excited and even slightly trembling. "This is the highest honor our school has achieved in recent years. Furthermore, to commend student Lin Qing, we have decided to present him with a mystery gift."

The plump middle-aged man in the center of the stage stood up. "This is Director Liu from the Municipal Education Bureau. Please welcome him."

The principal introduced him with a smile.

Director Liu slightly raised his hands and made a downward gesture, and the lecture hall slowly quieted down. "Given Lin Qing's consistently excellent academic performance at the city's No. 1 High School and his outstanding contributions in this competition, on behalf of the Municipal Education Bureau, I promise Lin Qing that we will recommend him to XX University in the provincial capital as a guaranteed admission student for our city."

The students erupted in a clamor, and even Lin Qing himself gaped in astonishment.

XX University in the provincial capital was a national 985 key university, the dream school for most students at the city's No. 1 High School. Although Lin Qing's academic performance was usually excellent, he wasn't entirely confident of getting into XX University. Now, he no longer needed to participate in the fiercely competitive and unpredictable college entrance examination; next autumn, he could smoothly step into his dream world, the ivory tower. How could he not be excited, how could he not be overjoyed? This was indeed a generous reward.

For a moment, Lin Qing could hardly believe his ears.

Amidst the thunderous applause and envious gazes of his classmates, he walked onto the stage, shook Director Liu's hand in a fawning manner, and then began to deliver his acceptance speech.

At the celebration banquet that evening, the principal was in high spirits. His usually lifeless face was flushed, and he frequently chatted and smiled lightly with Director Liu. Lin Qing, however, was too preoccupied with the faint fragrance emanating from Teacher Huang beside him to engage in any social interaction.

"I have something to tell you. You go first, I'll come find you right away,"

Teacher Huang said, getting up to leave. Lin Qing went to the principal's side, exchanged a few polite words with Director Liu

, and then politely excused himself, saying he was too tired. In a corner of the dormitory building, a dim light stood out conspicuously, reminding Lin Qing of the wonderful times he had spent with Teacher Huang. However, she was now married and pregnant; how could he bear to touch her? He

quietly pushed open the door, and a fragrant breeze wafted in. As soon as Teacher Huang met Lin Qing's gaze, her face flushed, and she lowered her head, smiling shyly.

"I missed you so much."

Lin Qing moved behind her, wrapping his left arm around her plump waist, his right hand holding the necklace he had bought for her. "Do you like it?"

"It's so beautiful."

Teacher Huang turned her head gracefully, suddenly raising her eyebrows and pouting her charming red lips, seemingly angry yet reproachful. "You bought this? Wasting money."

"It's a gift for you, how is that wasting money?"

Lin Qing, his smile unwavering, placed the necklace around her jade-like neck.

Teacher Huang raised her hand to stop him, smiling charmingly. "It must be very expensive."

Her face flushed, and her pupils seemed to dilate, becoming darker, brighter, and deeper.

"Is there anything more precious than you in this world?"

A shy smile on Teacher Huang's face added a touch of allure. "I'm so happy you won the championship, but I can't show it too much."

She nestled against Lin Qing like a little bird.

"I understand."

Lin Qing reached out and stroked her slightly protruding belly. "Your status is different now, and I don't want to ruin your happiness."

Teacher Huang's captivating, watery eyes swept over Lin Qing's face. "If you understand my predicament, then my love for you hasn't been wasted. Xiao Qing, I wish you find a good wife in the future."

"You're already married, where am I supposed to find a good wife?"

"You're so cheeky."

Teacher Huang smiled charmingly, exuding a thousand kinds of allure. They sat on the edge of the bed, chatting gently, until she seemed a little tired, and Lin Qing left.

The next morning, Lin Qing's homeroom teacher, Old Yang, told him that the academic affairs office needed to see him. He rushed to the office, where Director Jiang said earnestly, "Lin Qing, given your excellent performance, the fact that you don't need to take the college entrance exam, and your workload isn't heavy, the school wants you to help out in the newly established student affairs office."

'Damn, free work without pay, what a great idea!' Seeing Lin Qing's hesitant expression, Director Jiang continued, "Teacher Huang is heavily pregnant, so it's inconvenient for her. Why don't you take on more practical work? Is that alright?"

"Helping Teacher Huang is no problem," Lin Qing nodded. "Okay, I'll follow the leader's arrangements."

Director Jiang smiled. "Actually, the school is also thinking of you, giving you some practical experience."

"I'm still a high school student, what do I need practical experience for? That excuse is a bit far-fetched." Lin Qing began to despise the seemingly respectable academic affairs director in front of him.

When Lin Qing appeared before the students as a student affairs administrator, it caused quite a stir, and the envious glances greatly satisfied his vanity. The female students' seductive gazes surged towards him in waves, each looking like they wanted to offer themselves to him. The

quiet days didn't last long before trouble struck.

That noon, Lin Qing finished his meal and came out of the cafeteria. He sat alone in the pavilion on the island in the lake, smoking. Xu Yonghua approached him, looking troubled. "Brother Lin, I need your help. Can you do me a favor?"

"What is it?"

Lin Qing casually exhaled a smoke ring. To be honest, he didn't really like this sleazy guy in front of him.

"It's like this, I've got my eye on a sexy freshman girl from the next year, but it turns out she has a boyfriend. Today she brought a few guys to the school to find me, and they're waiting for me over by the artificial hill. They seem to be carrying weapons, so I... I want to ask you, Brother Lin, to stand up for me."

"Which girl in our school has such a powerful background? Damn, she even brought a gun. Who are you trying to scare? Are you scared?"

"It's... it's that Su Ying."

Xu Yonghua stammered, whether from nervousness or genuine fear.

Lin Qing looked at the cowardly, lecherous guy in front of him, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Who's Su Ying? I don't remember her. Is she pretty?"

"She's over there too. You'll see her when you get there,"

Xu Yonghua said, bowing and scraping obsequiously.

"Alright, I'll go see. I can't let them bully me at the door. Go tell Tang Ning and the others to come find me at the rockery right now."

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; after all, Lin Qing wasn't Jackie Chan or Jet Li.

Xu Yonghua ran quickly towards the dormitory, while Lin Qing lazily stood up and slowly walked towards the rockery.

Several boys sat on the steps beside the rockery. One of them, wearing a suit, held a small-caliber air rifle. Next to him stood a slender girl in a light blue dress, her smooth, fair hands gripping the black gun barrel, her round buttocks outlining a perfect curve.

Hearing Lin Qing's footsteps, the girl straightened her slender body and turned around, her long, narrow eyes looking at him with a watery gaze: "Ah, Lin Qing, what brings you here?"

Her sweet voice made Lin Qing feel weak all over.

"What, can't I come?"

Lin Qing's gaze swept over her slender figure. The unique wide, bright silver belt accentuated her slim waist and the rise and fall of her breasts, making her not-so-full breasts appear more prominent. Her straight, long legs contrasted sharply with her fair skin and black sandals. Her charming and cute oval face, with its slightly melancholic expression, added a touch of allure. Below her delicate nose were cherry-like lips, and her thick black hair cascaded down her back in waves, making her already fair face appear even more translucent.

"So you're Xu Yonghua, the one who seduced my wife?"

The boy with the gun stood up.

"Who are you trying to scare with that piece of junk?"

Lin Qing met him fearlessly.

"No, don't misunderstand, he's not Xu Yonghua, he's Lin Qing, not the one who's trying to pursue me."

Su Ying rushed over and stood between them, her delicate body leaning slightly forward, her high, firm breasts almost touching Lin Qing's, a faint, sweet fragrance wafting into his nostrils.

Lin Qing smiled, gazing at her swaying figure. "Not bad, you're really charming, no wonder people are jealous of you."

Su Ying pushed her boyfriend back, then turned around, her fair face slightly raised, her large, watery eyes boldly and flirtatiously looking at Lin Qing, a slightly helpless smile on her face. Her charming dimples captivated Lin Qing's gaze; her captivating smile was incredibly adorable.

"You flatter me too much. I'm not as beautiful as you say."

Su Ying's small mouth parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids. "As far as I know, this has nothing to do with you."

"Really? It seems you know me quite well."

Lin Qing glanced at the group of brothers who had arrived. Tang Ning and Li Qingyang didn't come over, but instead crossed their arms and watched him with interest.

Lin Qing turned his head and looked at Su Ying's expressive eyes. "What happens at school is all my business. Tell your friend to get lost, or he won't be able to leave. You should know our temper."

The rather handsome boy was furious at Lin Qing's indifference. He muttered as he walked towards him. The few people who came with him also stood up. Tang Ning waved his hand, and a large group of their men surrounded him from the side of the artificial hill, tightly encircling him. The atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

Lin Qing chuckled and patted the boy's face. "What, you're not happy? Damn, you dare to come here with a piece of junk gun?

You're asking for it." Su Ying sighed softly, her alluring eyes rolling back at Lin Qing. "No, please, don't do it."

She turned and whispered a few words in her boyfriend's ear. The boy's gaze shifted from resentment to fear, and he forced a stiff smile. "Big brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lin Qing glanced at Su Ying with some surprise. "Get to the point. Don't just brandish a piece of junk gun, understand? I'll give you an explanation about Xu Yonghua and your wife. Let's go."

The group slunk away. Tang Ning gave Lin Qing a meaningful look and led his men away as well, leaving only Lin Qing and Su Ying on the large artificial hill.

Chapter 129 ( January 13th )

Lin Qing sat on the steps, looking at Su Ying's loose, black hair. "What did you say to your boyfriend just now?"

"Oh, nothing. I just told him that you guys are all Zheng Long's brothers."

Su Ying took out a clean white silk handkerchief from her pocket and wiped it on the steps a few times. As she bent over, Lin Qing caught a glimpse of her fair skin through her neckline.

Su Ying leaned closer, sitting down on the steps in front of Lin Qing.

"How do you know about these things in society? I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

Lin Qing leaned casually against the steps, his eyes lingering on the girl's long, shapely legs peeking out from under her skirt.

Meeting his gaze, Su Ying tugged at her skirt with her slender hand, sweetly chiding, "You have such a lecherous eye."

Then, with a light, bell-like laugh, "Do you know Su Jiang?"

"Yes, yes."

Lin Qing suddenly remembered a time when he had dinner with Brother Zheng Long, and the brother Zheng Long introduced them to. Because his name was unique—Jiangsu reversed—he remembered him well.

"That's my brother. Now you understand why I know you all so well, right?"

Su Ying swayed her slender shoulders, extending her delicate fingers, painted with pink nail polish, to untie the hair clip holding her wavy black hair. Her alluring movements aroused Lin Qing's desire.

Lin Qing leaned closer to her fair face. "Looks like I hold a pretty high place in your heart."

Su Ying cupped her face in her hands. "You're a little different from other hooligans."

"How are you different?"

Lin Qing pressed.

"Not as annoying as some people. At least your grades are good; you're clearly smart."

Su Ying's fair face flushed slightly. It seemed she wasn't quite promiscuous; at least she still showed some shyness on the surface.

Lin Qing didn't want to tease her anymore. "Alright, class is about to start. Go back to your classroom."

"Then I'm leaving."

Su Ying's melodious voice, full of playful pout, was crisp and sweet. "If I need your help in the future, please take care of me."

After saying that, she swayed her slender waist and left.

Lin Qing watched her alluring figure disappear into the distance. 'Damn, wouldn't it be a waste not to go for such a charming girl? But she doesn't seem as casual as Xu Yonghua said. How can I explain to her older brother if I just go and dump her after class? This is a real headache.' A few days later, Teacher Huang went home to prepare for childbirth, and all the work in the student affairs office fell on Lin Qing's shoulders. He also moved into the single dormitory reserved for teachers, busy checking attendance, evening self-study sessions, and dormitories all day long.

His classmates and buddies were all busy with the college entrance examination or their future. After work, Lin Qing didn't even have anyone to talk to, which made him feel deeply lonely.

After nearly a month of hectic work, he was exhausted, both physically and mentally. He secretly cursed the principal and the director of academic affairs every day, wanting nothing more than to quit and go home to rest, but he was afraid of troubling the school and Teacher Huang. "Oh well," he

thought, "I'll just have to bear it .

" That day, Lin Qing dragged his weary body to the academic affairs office to receive a new assignment. "How are you? Tired?"

Director Jiang smiled and handed him a cup of hot tea. "Lin Qing, your work ability is quite strong. The school is very satisfied. I have high hopes for you; you'll definitely have a bright future after graduating from university."

A barrage of flattering words rained down on him.

Looking at Director Jiang's insincere smile, Lin Qing said weakly, "Just tell me what you need, and I'll do my best."

"Oh, it's like this," Director Jiang said, "the city is planning another inter-school arts festival, just like when you first entered school. Several talented female students from our school have formed a group and will be rehearsing in our lecture hall. You'll be responsible for managing and coordinating it; you'll be in charge of scheduling."

'Female students, talented singers and dancers.' "Looks like it's not a tough job,"

Lin Qing readily agreed. "Okay." "Tell them to come find me in the lecture hall at seven o'clock tonight."

Stepping into the spacious hall, looking at the bright lights, Lin Qing suddenly had an idea. He went to the control switch and tested it a few times, turning off all the other lights except for the row of spotlights shining directly down from the stage.

From below, the stage was dimly lit and blurry; from the stage, everything was clearly visible. Hmm, it had a rather mysterious and oppressive feel. Lin Qing sat quietly in the center of the stage and waited.

After a while, chattering sounds came from the doorway.

"It seems like no one's inside?"

A soft voice was heard first.

"No way, the lights are on."

Then a crisp voice followed.

"Who cares, let's go in first. It's okay, Lin Qing and I know each other very well."

Lin Qing immediately recognized the sweet voice as Su Ying's.

Ever since she chased her boyfriend away, she would always just smile and say hello to Lin Qing before leaving, preventing him from getting close to her. 'You little slut, you've finally fallen into my hands.' 'This, this isn't quite right,'

a soft voice said. 'I heard he's really powerful, what if he gets angry?'

'It's okay, he's my brother's friend, come on in.'

Su Ying said confidently.

'Damn, four girls in total, let's see if they're all as pretty as Su Ying.' 'Come on in, I'm inside,'

Lin Qing called out.

The four girls filed in, standing confidently under the lights. Su Ying was third, pouting her bright red lips. 'Brother Lin, you actually came up with this method to see us, you're so naughty!'

Lin Qing flicked his lighter, lighting a cigarette, the long flame illuminating his face.

"Now you can see me, is that fair?"

As the flames died down, Lin Qing disappeared back into the darkness, carefully examining the four beautiful young women before him, radiating youthful energy.

The girl standing in the first position wore a snow-white, strapless, sheer short dress, the neckline revealing a deep cleavage and her snow-white breasts. Her slender, fair thighs were exposed beneath the dress, and black high-heeled sandals supported her long, graceful figure, outlining the sexy curves of her breasts and buttocks. Her pure and lovely oval face had red lips and white teeth, and her delicate, well-proportioned features were exquisitely shaped. Her bright, almond-shaped eyes were captivating. Her fair and delicate skin, paired with her long, black hair, made her appear refined and elegant.

"Could you please introduce yourselves? I don't even know your names yet,"

Lin Qing said, looking at the alluring figure of the pretty girl.

"Oh, my name is Sun Yao."

She stepped forward lightly, a smile playing on her lips. Her soft voice was extremely pleasant to the ear. Although her face appeared quiet and delicate, a lewd smile concealed her true nature—a wanton woman who secretly enjoyed your company.

An angelic face, a devilish heart; the soft fabric perfectly outlined the rounded curves of her breasts, her full, perky nipples rising and falling through the thin gauze, constantly arousing Lin Qing's desire.

"Her name is—"

Sun Yao glanced to her side, "My name is Zhou Ping, Brother Lin Qing, I admire you so much."

The second girl in line spoke in a clear, sweet voice. Lin Qing turned his gaze to her pretty face.

Zhou Ping was the type who could make any man's heart flutter at first sight; her seductive eyes were completely different from Sun Yao's delicate features and Su Ying's allure.

Her large, watery eyes gazed seductively at Lin Qing. Her full breasts pushed up her pale silver, sheer, collarless silk blouse, revealing her slender, fair waist. The slit in her pink tube skirt revealed her long, white, and shapely thighs, her slender yet firm calves proudly displaying their beautiful curves. Orange-yellow stiletto ankle boots made her tall, voluptuous figure appear even more striking.

Lin Qing's gaze followed her delicate calves down; the combination of her petite, alluring feet and calves was so perfect. A gold anklet gracefully adorned her ankles, accentuating the smooth, beautiful curves of her insteps.

"Don't just look at us, let us see your true face too,"

Zhou Ping said, her slender waist swaying, her movements flirtatious as she walked onto the stage, leaning close to Lin Qing, and opening her cherry lips, "Where's the switch?"

Her forte was coquettishness and sweet talk; her mature, sexy body was almost pressed against Lin Qing's, her intoxicating fragrance filling his nostrils.

"Isn't this nice? Seeing a beauty under the lamplight only makes you more alluring."

Lin Qing turned his head, inhaling the fragrance emanating from Zhou Ping's beautiful and seductive body.

Zhou Ping's captivating eyes gazed seductively at Lin Qing, suddenly reaching down to his crotch and grasping his already erect member. "Hehe, I know why you didn't turn on the light, so you're hard! Hehe, sisters, he's hard!"

Her laughter was accompanied by the alluring trembling of her full breasts. Lin Qing noticed that among the four, Zhou Ping's breasts were the largest and most beautifully shaped.

The other girls also burst into laughter, 'giggle,' 'hee,' 'hehe,' different versions of laughter echoing in the spacious room. The only thing they had in common was that these clear, melodious laughs were all filled with wantonness.

Chapter 130 Four Lustful Flowers

"Alright, stop fooling around."

To escape the awkward situation, Lin Qing put on a stern face.

The laughter abruptly stopped, and the girls looked at Lin Qing with slight fear, none of them daring to speak.

After about half a minute of silence, the alluring Sun Yao swayed her slender waist onto the stage, her long, fair legs spread wide, her breasts lowered, and she leaned close to Lin Qing's ear, her sweet smile and soft, teasing voice saying, "Don't be angry, I was just joking. Which one have you taken a fancy to? I can help you get in touch."

Her curled eyelashes fluttered gently like two small fans, revealing a rare liveliness. Her bright, clear eyes held a tranquil and gentle gaze, her delicate oval face was small and thin, her soft, pink skin seemed like it would drip water if pinched lightly, and her slender frame was small, almost sickly thin.

A gentle smile graced her delicate face, like a shyly blooming water lily. As she lifted her chin, the change in posture revealed Sun Yao's exquisite figure. Her sweet face was adorned with heavy makeup, her cheeks rosy, her lips a deep purple. Her tall, slender body boasted enviable, long, beautiful legs.

A tight-fitting t-shirt accentuated her youthful curves, and her ivory-smooth waist drew Lin Qing's gaze. Her super-short denim skirt teetered on the edge of temptation and potential exposure, while long black and white stockings reached her knees, highlighting her alluring curves. Her slightly raised

breasts trembled gently, and her captivating eyes blinked incessantly on her pretty oval face. Her once flowing hair was now styled into a smooth, beautiful updo, catching everyone's eye.

"Can I have them all?"

Hearing Lin Qing's reply, the four girls immediately breathed a sigh of relief, bursting into giggles, each with its own unique charm

.

At this moment, Yang Yin, the last girl standing below the stage, also came up. "You're quite greedy, aren't you? Don't you know your body can handle it?"

Lin Qing turned his head and looked at her. She was also a slender and tall girl with honey-like skin that glowed with a healthy radiance. Her cloud-like hair was tied in a small bun on her head, giving her a unique charm.

She smiled, revealing shallow, alluring dimples, and gave him a flirtatious wink. Her small, well-defined mouth revealed a row of pearly white teeth. Her delicate, straight nose was slightly wrinkled, and her beautiful eyes, which curved when she smiled, were as black as ink. Her charming smile revealed a delicate and moving expression. Her smooth, exquisite heart-shaped face had the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

Through the mesh, her sleeveless, short, black bra was clearly visible. Under her white mini skirt, her long, pink legs were smooth and delicate. Her slowly swaying gait showed off the perfect curves of her full breasts, slender waist, and pert buttocks. Her smooth, delicate arms were fair and fleshy, and her rounded shoulders exuded a sexy charm.

The four girls, all over 1.65 meters tall, possessed slender, graceful figures, beautiful faces, and firm breasts, making them incredibly sexy and alluring no matter what they wore.

"Clear brows, bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth" perfectly matched Lin Qing's criteria for choosing a partner. Their slender waists and rounded, upturned buttocks further fueled his desire.

He was truly grateful for that era, when everything was real and there was less pretense. Unlike now, where clothes make you look like Mount Everest, but without a bra, you're flat-chested.

A line from Jin Yong's novel suddenly came to Lin Qing's mind, and he couldn't help but read it aloud: "Four women in one boat, what hope is there?"

The girls, equally well-versed in martial arts novels, gave him a flirtatious glance and exclaimed in unison, "Pervert!"

before running off the stage.

Yang Yin picked up a large bag and coquettishly asked Lin Qing, "Where should we change?"

Lin Qing stared at her heaving breasts and smiled mischievously. "Let's change here."

"Okay!"

Zhou Ping agreed loudly, reaching to unbutton her clothes.

Lin Qing was taken aback by her boldness. "No, no, my office is open. Go change there."

Zhou Ping swayed gracefully over, her slender waist swinging exaggeratedly. "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. You were the one who didn't want it."

The four of them giggled and walked away.

As the music started, the four girls returned to Lin Qing, all wearing tight white shirts and taut jeans. Their performance was modern dance. Four slender, sexy bodies swayed their curvaceous waists to the rapid rhythm, their breasts and hips trembling, making me fantasize.

Lin Qing's gaze scanned their uneven breasts, slender waists, and long, fair legs, finally settling on their exceptionally round buttocks encased in tight jeans.

Su Ying chuckled as she watched Lin Qing leering at Zhou Ping's ample bosom. Zhou Ping blushed, "You're so annoying! What are you laughing at?"

Su Ying gave Lin Qing a meaningful look. "Didn't you notice? Lin Qing's eyes are glued to your big breasts, like he wants to take a bite."

Zhou Ping blushed and retorted coquettishly, "You're so naughty! He's clearly staring at your butt. It's because your butt is so perky."

The four girls burst into laughter, all casting suggestive glances at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing forced himself to suppress his lust and watched the dance until the music ended. The four girls were panting heavily.

Lin Qing hastily announced the end of tonight's rehearsal and rushed out the door, trying to escape the intense temptation of their curvaceous bodies.

All night, Lin Qing's mind was filled with the graceful figures of the four girls—slender waists, full and rounded buttocks, and their provocative eyes and flirtatious words that stirred his heart. Thinking of their rhythmic swaying of breasts and hips, Lin Qing's unruly member remained hard almost all night.

The next evening, during rehearsals, Su Ying and the other three changed into light-colored, sheer, sleeveless, tight-fitting bodysuits, the shape of their bras vaguely visible. Their white, tight-fitting trousers clearly revealed the outline of their panties, making their rounded buttocks appear even more prominent. Their

four pretty faces, lightly made up, wore captivating smiles, and their hip-swaying movements exuded a thousand charms.

The alluring Zhou Ping's movements were particularly bold, revealing half of her breasts. Seeing Lin Qing's gaze fixed on her ample bosom, she pretended to cover herself with her hands, coquettishly saying, "Brother Lin Qing, you're so lecherous."

Her light smile and charming demeanor were captivating. Her small hands skillfully pushed against her breasts, bringing her full nipples closer together, revealing large expanses of smooth, creamy flesh, creating an unusually deep cleavage that teased Lin Qing.

Su Ying, Yang Yin, and Sun Yao giggled softly, making Lin Qing's cheeks flush red with embarrassment.

Zhou Ping, exuding charm, swayed her graceful waist as she approached Lin Qing. "Brother Lin Qing, come dance with me,"

she said, extending her slender hand with a seductive smile. "Come on,"

she whispered tenderly, and Lin Qing reached out to take her delicate, jade-like hand. Sun Yao smiled sweetly and changed the tune to a slow waltz for them.

Zhou Ping's smooth, delicate hand waved before Lin Qing's eyes, almost brushing against his nose. Her full, mature, and alluring body swayed gracefully against him. Lin Qing's hand encircled her slender waist, and with a gentle pull, he drew her fragrant body into his arms. Her

hot, soft breasts pressed against Lin Qing, displaying their alluring elasticity, and her delicate, rosy cheeks flushed with excitement. Lin Qing's penis immediately hardened, pressing against Zhou Ping's soft abdomen.

Zhou Ping opened her cherry lips wide, biting her red lips, her cheeks flushed, and gave Lin Qing a reproachful look. "You're not allowed to bring a stick into the dance hall. Don't you know that?"

Her shy and seductive expression instantly shattered Lin Qing's carefully maintained defenses.

Zhou Ping continued to writhe seductively in his arms, "Oh, it's so big. Your weapon is so scary!"

"Is that so?"

Lin Qing stared intently at the smooth, glistening skin beneath her slender neck. "Are you scared?"

Zhou Ping playfully pinched Lin Qing's cheek, smiled charmingly, and murmured in a coquettish voice, "No, I like it."

She tilted her delicate cheek back, her rosy lips parted slightly, exhaling a fragrant breath, "Mmm, mmm..."

she gasped weakly.

Lin Qing's lips pressed against her burning cheek, his heavy breaths spraying onto her neck. The strong embrace left the girl completely exhausted, her voluptuous body trembling as she leaned back, her high, firm breasts standing before Lin Qing.

The beautiful curves of her full breasts possessed an irresistible allure. Lin Qing held Zhou Ping's slender, smooth waist tightly, and lightly kissed her rosy cheek.

"You're not going to perform here, are you?"

Sun Yao's sweet, melodious voice was delightful.

"Tch...you think I wouldn't dare?"

Zhou Ping blushed, glared at Su Ying, and brought her delicate, alluring lips closer, a faint fragrance filling the air. Her expression was a strong provocation to Lin Qing; her shy, raised eyebrows and expressive eyes seemed more like a tender hint.

Lin Qing's lips pressed against her burning cherry lips, his hand caressing her full breasts, touching her soft, bouncy bosom. "Zhou Ping, your breasts are so big and so bouncy."

"Don't say that, you..."

Zhou Ping gave Lin Qing a seductive glare, her bright eyes filled with intense desire.

Chapter 131 Four Women Throw Themselves into Zhou Ping's Arms (1)

"Tch, you shameless people."

Su Ying stared at Lin Qing and the others with a wicked grin. Zhou Ping glanced back at Su Ying. "You little slut, if you're so capable, why don't you come and try it yourself? Haven't you been saying you want to do it with him every day?"

"Tch, nonsense."

Su Ying blushed deeply, her cheeks turning red all the way down to her neck.

Lin Qing's gaze fell on Su Ying. Seeing the blush on her pink cheeks, she timidly turned her head away to avoid his gaze, looking flustered and embarrassed. He turned his body to the side, gently stroking Su Ying's smooth pink neck, and pulled her into his arms as well.

Su Ying gritted her teeth and whispered in Lin Qing's arms, her voice trembling, "Brother Lin Qing, do you think I'm... I'm so cheap?"

"How could I be?"

Lin Qing held Su Ying's slender waist and gently stroked her trembling body. "It's normal for men and women to enjoy each other's company."

"Oh, congratulations."

Yang Yin smiled lewdly and leaned closer. "Brother Lin is really something, getting to enjoy two women so quickly."

Lin Qing looked at the panting Yang Yin. "Look at you, so beautiful and alluring, your face full of desire. Are you lonely and restless too? Come, let your brother comfort you."

He gently opened his arms and stretched them forward.

"Lin Qing."

Yang Yin called Lin Qing's name passionately and nestled into his arms, murmuring tenderly. Her alluring expression was incredibly captivating.

"You're the only one left. Behave yourself."

Lin Qing turned his head to Sun Yao, gazing at her sweat-drenched body with infinite affection.

"Tch, you think you're some kind of treasure, expecting me to throw myself at you?"

Su Ying retorted dismissively, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She gracefully walked over and hugged Lin Qing tightly.

"You're so naughty! Brother will punish you."

Lin Qing reached for Sun Yao's high, firm breasts, but just as his hand was about to grasp her full bosom, Zhou Ping suddenly grabbed his hand. "You're only allowed to touch me, not anyone else."

Before Lin Qing could react, the other three burst into laughter. "Look how anxious you are! We'll let you have her."

Sun Yao sweetly kissed Lin Qing's cheek and pulled away from his embrace. Su Ying also glanced at Lin Qing reluctantly, and together with Yang Yin, gently freed herself from his arms.

Zhou Ping's soft body pressed tightly against Lin Qing. Without his embrace, she feared she would immediately slip to the ground. Her left hand pulled the man's hand to her ample breasts, while her right hand slid down to his crotch, accurately grasping his long-erect weapon through his trousers. Her slender fingers circled and gently squeezed the tip, her movements so skilled and passionate that they instantly ignited Lin Qing's desire.

He hadn't expected Zhou Ping to be so unrestrained and bold, making it difficult for him to resist. He was afraid he would seduce her on the spot, and if word got out, his reputation would be ruined.

'It's better to be cautious, take them one by one, then sleep with them all,' Lin Qing thought.

"I'm done dancing,"

he said, pulling away Zhou Ping's small hand that was kneading his crotch. "You guys practice, I'm going back to my office. Don't forget to close the door when you leave. If you need anything, come to my office."

He couldn't stand these little vixens anymore and hurriedly left as if fleeing a disaster.

Back in his office, Lin Qing casually picked up a martial arts novel and started flipping through it, but he couldn't concentrate. He sighed and covered his face with the book. Facing such alluring temptations every day, he wondered how long he could resist.

A door opened, and Lin Qing looked up to see Zhou Ping, her skirt fluttering, smiling sweetly as she entered the room, then casually closed the door behind her. She gracefully walked up to him.

"Was there something you needed?"

A wicked smile spread across Lin Qing's lips. His gaze fell on Zhou Ping's voluptuous figure. He then noticed that she had changed into a short black sheer skirt with high slits on both sides, making her long, straight legs and fair skin appear even more translucent against the black fabric.

Zhou Ping immediately nestled into Lin Qing's arms, her soft, white arms encircling his neck. "I missed you, so can't I come see you?"

Her breath was sweet and her voice lingering.

"Should I be honored that such a beautiful woman is throwing herself into my arms?"

Lin Qing's left hand slipped under Zhou Ping's short skirt, tracing the smooth, velvety thigh, its surface lingering on her delicate skin.

Zhou Ping's thighs were very sensitive; her smooth muscles trembled slightly under Lin Qing's caresses. Her body went limp, and she nestled softly into Lin Qing's arms, her face flushed like the sunset.

She symbolically reached out to press Lin Qing's hand down, "Brother Lin Qing, when did you become so lustful?"

Her light-colored, sleeveless, tight-fitting halter top had a very low neckline, revealing her alabaster breasts and half-concealing her deep cleavage, making Lin Qing want to explore its depths. He traced the outline of her thin lips with his right index finger; her clearly defined lips were incredibly sexy. His left hand quietly slipped under her skirt, his fingers tracing the shape of her vulva on her thin, gossamer-like panties.

Zhou Ping felt her whole body heat up. She gasped for breath, her breathing becoming heavy. "Mmm..."

Lin Qing kissed her thin lips deeply, silencing her moan that was about to escape her lips.

A strong sense of shame mixed with a gush of love fluid welled up. Zhou Ping pulled away from Lin Qing's lips and breathed heavily in his ear: "I can't take it anymore, Lin Qing, take me to your room."

Faced with Lin Qing's masterful touch, she abandoned her feigned reserve.

"Why not here?"

Lin Qing pulled down her damp panties, his index finger pressing directly against her soft, smooth labia.

"When I'm happy, I like to moan,"

Zhou Ping said dazedly, her tongue brushing against Lin Qing's earlobe, her rapid breath filling his ear.

Lin Qing lifted her onto the very large desk, lifting her tight-fitting tank top. Her trembling breasts bounced, the small black strapless half-cup bra offering no coverage whatsoever, most of her plump, white breasts exposed.

He grabbed the bra and pulled it down, revealing pink nipples, already hard as beans, proudly standing erect in the center of her pale pink areolas.

Judging from her tender complexion, Zhou Ping, though wanton, was inexperienced. Her full breasts remained firm and elastic, and even after being freed from the constraints of her bra, they didn't spread apart but rather pressed tightly together. Her nipples were still a pale pink, without the dark hue of seasoned women, suggesting she was a novice.

Lin Qing was secretly delighted and lowered his head to kiss her pink nipples.

Zhou Ping tilted her slender, white neck back, biting her finger with her pearly white teeth.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as their passion was reaching its peak, there was an untimely knock on the door.

"I'm coming in."

Hearing that sweet, cloying voice, Lin Qing knew it was Su Ying. Zhou Ping glanced around, and seeing nowhere to hide, she gestured towards the table with her lips. Zhou Ping quickly slipped under the table, and Lin Qing casually picked up her book. "Please come in." Su Ying,

wearing the same short skirt as Zhou Ping, walked in and sat in the chair opposite Lin Qing. She leaned back, crossing her long, slender legs and propping them up on the desk.

Lin Qing's gaze fell on her, tracing her long, straight thighs, and he could clearly see a glimpse of her snow-white buttocks that her pink silk panties couldn't cover.

"What are you looking at, you pervert?"

Su Ying said with a light, slightly angry tone, as if she were being coquettish.

"If you're afraid I'll see, then don't wear a short skirt and strike that pose. Your legs are so beautiful, what man wouldn't want to look?"

In just over a month, Su Ying was even more mature than when Lin Qing first met her.

Lin Qing's compliment aroused Zhou Ping's jealousy under the table. She unzipped Lin Qing's pants, pulled down his underwear, and released his weapon. The moment it cooled, the tip was enveloped in warmth, causing Lin Qing's gaze towards Su Ying to burn with desire.

Su Ying met Lin Qing's gaze, her heart racing. She lowered her long, straight legs. "Did Zhou Ping come to see you?"

she asked, tugging at her short skirt.

This action was more alluring than any words. In Zhou Ping's moist, warm mouth, Lin Qing's penis grew even harder.

Lin Qing shook his head. "No." "

Really? Then where did she go?"

Su Ying frowned, her delicate eyebrows furrowing.

"Didn't she tell you?"

"She said she wasn't feeling well and went to the bathroom, but we've searched everywhere and haven't seen her. It's been so long, I hope nothing bad has happened. This girl is going crazy."

Su Ying's anxiety was palpable.

"Did she fall in there?"

Lin Qing joked casually, but Meng Tao under the table bit his stick hard, making him raise his eyebrows in pain.

"You still have the leisure to joke at a time like this? You're also responsible if something happens to her."

"What could happen in school? You think it's outside? She's probably back in her dorm."

Hearing Lin Qing's analysis, Su Ying smiled and smiled. "Hmm, more or less. Well, I won't bother you anymore. Let's practice a little longer."

Hearing that Su Ying was leaving, Zhou Ping became even more unrestrained, sucking hard on the spear, making a soft "sizzling" sound.

As soon as Su Ying left, Zhou Ping immediately crawled out from under the table. Lin Qing turned around, locked the door, and pulled her smooth, creamy body onto the desk. "What? Not comfortable under the table? Do you want me to make you feel better?"

Chapter 132 The wanton woman Zhou Ping (2)

"Okay, come on."

Zhou Ping smiled charmingly and gave Lin Qing's rod a twist. "Come on, use your big cock to treat me properly."

She smiled and gave Lin Qing a flirtatious look, her breasts trembling and her milky fragrance filling the air.

"Come on, don't just talk the talk."

Zhou Ping gently and gracefully untied her hair knot, her long black hair cascading down. She turned her beautiful body halfway, revealing her rounded shoulders. Her slender white hands grabbed the bra straps and pulled them down, exposing her plump breasts to Lin Qing's eyes, which shone with an alluring milky color.

She turned and smiled at Lin Qing, her voice sweet and seductive: "Want to touch them?"

Her voice was clear yet melodious, and she swayed her slender waist, displaying the smooth curves of her round hips and long legs.

Lin Qing's gaze was drawn to her wasp waist and round hips, his eyes burning with desire as he stared intently at Zhou Ping's swaying hips.

Zhou Ping reached down with her hands, her round hips lifted, her soft waist arched, and the alluring charm of her voluptuous body aroused Lin Qing's lust.

Lin Qing stroked her full breasts, his fingertips gliding over her delicate skin. "You little slut, your breasts are so tempting."

He held Zhou Ping tightly, kissing her pink cheeks, touching her curvaceous breasts, and lifted her short skirt, peeling her panties like an onion, revealing the girl's rosy, delicate lips blooming like flowers in the soft light.

Zhou Ping's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were misty, and her alluring demeanor was captivating. Lin Qing looked at her, her face like a peach blossom, her brows brimming with spring, and lazily asked with a smile, "What else do you want to play?"

Zhou Ping's watery eyes flickered, glancing at Lin Qing, and she gently lifted her short skirt and tied it around her waist, whispering seductively in the man's ear, "That's right, you're 'hoeing the fields,' and I'm 'at midday.'"

Lin Qing looked at Zhou Ping's charmingly giggling appearance. The girl tilted her head back, her brows and eyes brimming with spring, her small face radiating happiness. He felt a surge of heat rising from his lower abdomen. He pulled Zhou Ping closer, making her straddle his lap, and they kissed passionately, the intimate position bringing them even closer together.

Zhou Ping pulled away from Lin Qing's lips, rubbing her smooth, pink face against his, panting heavily. She whispered in his ear, "I can't take it anymore, do me, quick."

She became aroused, wrapping her arms around Lin Qing's neck and kissing him passionately, holding him so tightly he could hardly breathe, as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.

Lin Qing was filled with desire for Zhou Ping's smooth, white body. He held her rounded shoulders, pulling her into his arms. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest, and he could no longer control himself. He lowered his head and kissed her cherry-like lips, his tongue plunging deep into hers, entwining and swirling with hers.

Zhou Ping's body went limp, her breath coming in short gasps. Lin Qing lifted her delicate body and laid her across his desk, admiring her from above.

Zhou Ping's hair was disheveled, cascading down the table like a waterfall. A flush appeared on her fair face, and beads of fragrant sweat clung to her straight, delicate nose. Her full, voluptuous body featured firm, plump breasts, soft and white, alluring and adorable. The pink nipples trembled slightly. Her smooth, delicate, and flat abdomen was adorned with a charmingly small navel. Her long, straight legs shimmered with a tender white glow.

On her peach-like mons pubis, only a small tuft of glossy black pubic hair formed a small triangle directly above the entrance to her vulva. Beneath the pubic hair

, a rosy slit was faintly visible, with a delicate, agate-like clitoris perched erect. Lin Qing's left hand kneaded her full, firm breasts, his palm resting on her rounded nipples, rubbing them together.

Zhou Ping moaned softly, "Mmm, so good, mmm..."

Lin Qing gently stroked her thigh, and Zhou Ping instinctively squeezed her legs together tightly, trapping Lin Qing's right hand between her soft thighs. Lin Qing caressed her smooth, moist breasts, his tightly squeezed hand lightly scratching the inside of her thigh.

Zhou Ping's face showed an expression of ecstasy, she closed her eyes and enjoyed it, her legs loosening.

Lin Qing's hand went deep inside, reaching her wet, sweet opening, parting her long legs, burying his face in her honeyed depths, sucking the sweet love juice, licking her tender, red lips.

Zhou Ping hugged Lin Qing's neck tightly, straightened her slender waist, and pressed her vulva close to the man's mouth. Lin Qing inserted his tongue and licked her. Her trembling body reached climax, and thick love juice gushed out. "Mmm, oh, oh, oh, it's so beautiful, oh, you're so good at this, oh..."

Lin Qing pulled aside Zhou Ping's lace panties, lifted her round buttocks, and pressed his rod against her wet honey hole. He thrust his hips and penetrated her wet honey hole. The soft vaginal flesh was stretched open little by little. The firm elasticity and ample lubrication allowed his long rod to enter smoothly. With his passionate and firm rhythm, her honey hole began to tighten, contracting the flesh walls, giving him immense stimulation.

Zhou Ping let out a low moan like a cat's cry: "Oh, my god." She bit her finger hard to keep her voice from escaping outside the door.

Lin Qing controlled the girl's round buttocks, lifting and lowering them repeatedly.

Zhou Ping tossed and turned between daze and lucidity, biting her finger, her heavy breathing echoing in the room.

Lin Qing stopped moving. Zhou Ping twisted her body in distress, but the man held her down tightly. She was about to complain when Lin Qing's lips sealed her mouth.

Lin Qing kissed Zhou Ping and thrust forcefully, preventing her from waking up from her lustful daze.

"Ah, you, hmm, so comfortable,"

Zhou Ping moaned softly.

Lin Qing lifted her fair legs and placed them on his shoulders, thrusting in and out.

"Mmm, mmm, so beautiful, oh, oh..."

Lin Qing suddenly pulled his weapon out completely at once, then thrust it back in, rotating his hips once more.

"Oh, mmm, so comfortable, oh, you really know how to thrust, oh, so beautiful, oh, so good, oh..."

Just as Zhou Ping herself had said, she described her feelings loudly and without reservation. Such a woman could greatly satisfy a man's sense of conquest.

Her vulva opened and closed with the thrust of the long spear, bringing out a large amount of milky white love fluid, the "plop, plop..."

sounds were truly melodious.

Just over a hundred thrusts later, Zhou Ping's uterine walls suddenly contracted tightly, sucking in the long spear, and thick, hot vaginal fluid poured onto the tip.

Lin Qing took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to ejaculate, and continued to thrust gently, teasing Zhou Ping.

"Mmm, thrust harder, mmm, I want more, oh, not enough, oh, thrust me hard, please, fuck me hard."

Lin Qing pulled out the long spear, dragged Zhou Ping to the edge of the table, raised her long legs and clamped them on his shoulders to facilitate his thrusting. The long spear, now even more engorged, pressed against her opening and writhing labia, blocking the flowing love juice from her honeyed entrance, and thrust all the way in.

"Ah, oh, yes, such a big cock, so hot, mmm, so thick, fuck me hard, mmm, mmm..."

Seeing Zhou Ping's wanton and slutty appearance, Lin Qing couldn't resist.

"Ah, humph, fuck me to death, oh..."

The louder Zhou Ping cried out, the harder Lin Qing fucked her. Her hands gripped Lin Qing's waist, her round buttocks thrusting upwards, the love juices in her honey hole making a "sizzling" sound as if being slapped.

"Mmm, so comfortable, mmm, so good, oh, hmph, it feels so good, hmph, so big, mmm..."

Zhou Ping moaned coquettishly, hugging Lin Qing tightly, her tender honey hole tightly gripping and writhing around his shaft, the temperature rising to its peak, her whole body collapsing weakly.

Hot, thick vaginal fluid gushed out from the depths of her honey hole again, Lin Qing's rod throbbing from the heat, how could he ejaculate before completely conquering Zhou Ping? He hurriedly pulled out his spear and sat on the chair, "Come on, this time you're on top."

"You're so naughty."

Zhou Ping barely managed to move her delicate body and climb onto Lin Qing, her small hands grasping his spear, slowly lowering her round buttocks, little by little swallowing the tip into her honey hole.

"Oh..."

After a long, satisfied moan, she began to move up and down. "Mmm, touch me, mmm, harder, I feel so good, so comfortable."

Lin Qing kneaded Zhou Ping's heavy breasts with his hands, his penis thrusting upwards in sync with her movements, watching her intoxicatingly seductive energy.

Zhou Ping's full breasts bounced like waves, her honey hole gripping his penis tightly, her slippery body lying on Lin Qing, moaning weakly, "So comfortable, oh, I feel so good, so beautiful, let me rest for a bit, let's change positions, mmm..."

Lin Qing placed her left leg on his shoulder, the shaft of his penis scraping against her uterine wall, the tip moving in and out, causing her labia to open and close, revealing the red, plump flesh.

"Oh, so beautiful, mmm, so comfortable."

Zhou Ping cried out again and again, her round buttocks twisting and turning, Lin Qing reached out and grabbed her pink breasts, kneading them hard, making her rise and fall faster.

"Oh, you're so good at this, so good, ah..."

Zhou Ping moaned with her eyes closed, her round, white buttocks thrusting in response, her wanton appearance driving Lin Qing's lust to its peak.

"Oh, harder, um, good job, I'll fuck you to death, um."

The girl's lewd movements and moans made Lin Qing thrust even more fiercely, his penis plunging left and right inside her honey hole.

Zhou Ping raised her legs high, her round buttocks thrusting upwards, her clitoris rubbing against his glans, "Um, so comfortable, um, fuck me to death."

She cried out loudly with seductive eyes, then her whole body trembled, her hands digging into Lin Qing's back, thick vaginal fluid shooting towards his penis.

Lin Qing could no longer hold back, thick bullets spurting from his urethra, powerfully shooting deep into her honey hole.

"Ah, I'm dying."

After a fierce battle, Zhou Ping was exhausted, but Lin Qing was still not satisfied, thrusting his still half-erect weapon.

"You can still do it? No, it's so sore."

She contracted her lower abdomen and used her yin energy to squeeze the man's long spear. "How about I ask Su Ying to keep you company? She's always wanted to do it with you."

Lin Qing touched Zhou Ping's plump and elastic breasts, flicking the hard pink nipples with his fingertips. "Sure, but it would be great if I could sleep with all four of you."

"You're really greedy. I just don't know if 'it' will do it?"

Zhou Ping slowly stretched out her slender arm, her small hand reaching under Lin Qing's crotch, pinching the little Lin Qing that was exposed at the entrance of her honey hole. "Be careful you don't exhaust yourself."

"Whether it will do it or not, don't you know? Baby."

Lin Qing mischievously thrust his long spear, which had become erect again due to the girl's alluring charm.

Chapter 133 Zhou Ping, the wanton woman (3)

"Ah, ah, don't move, I really can't take it anymore."

Zhou Ping uttered a pleading moan, but her slender waist twisted like a snake, and she thrust out her plump breasts, the soft and elastic flesh rubbing against Lin Qing's chest.

"Ah, here we go again, ah..."

Zhou Ping's pink nipples throbbed erect. Lin Qing sat on the chair, her soft, smooth long legs gently wrapped around his waist, her delicate little feet hooked around his back, her soft buttocks pressing against his thighs. After the man's rapid thrusting subsided slightly, she brought her soft, red lips to his face and kissed him. "How come you got hard again so quickly? Did you miss Su Ying?"

"It's because you're so charming that I couldn't resist the temptation."

Lin Qing cupped Zhou Ping's mature and alluring face in his hands, kissing her hot, soft, red lips.

"Really? Am I really that charming?"

Zhou Ping erupted with passion, her voluptuous body undulating lightly against Lin Qing's. Her soft, fleshy lips writhed around his penis, her round, white buttocks and smooth thighs rubbing against his legs. She rested her head on his shoulder, her small mouth slightly parted, breathing hot, sweet breath into his ear, shyly remaining silent. Excited,

Lin Qing embraced her beautiful body tightly, thrusting his penis forcefully. "Does it feel good?"

he whispered in her ear.

"I won't tell you, I'll make you wait."

Zhou Ping bit Lin Qing's earlobe, her fragrant tongue lightly licking it.

Lin Qing's hand, around the girl's slender waist, traced along the narrow cleft of her buttocks towards her anus. Zhou Ping realized his intention, her slender waist swaying slightly as she bit his earlobe. "No, don't touch there, ah..."

Nestled in Lin Qing's arms, her blushing face burning, her smooth thighs clamping tightly together.

Lin Qing used his left hand to lift Zhou Ping's right leg to his shoulder. The momentary loss of balance caused Zhou Ping's body to slide down, and the tip of his penis, taking advantage of the change in position, thrust in a little deeper.

"Ah, good, so deep ,"

Zhou Ping moaned, twisting her slender waist. Lin Qing teased her erect clitoris with his fingertips, his right hand, which had been on her fragrant shoulder, slipped down and grabbed her full breasts, kneading them forcefully.

"Lin Qing, mmm, mmm,"

Zhou Ping's fiery red lips pressed eagerly against Lin Qing's neck and earlobes.

Lin Qing's right fingers pinched Zhou Ping's hard nipple, gently kissing her hair. "Fuck me, I want—"

Zhou Ping was intoxicated by lust, her delicate tongue slipping from her mouth, lightly licking her rosy lips, and pulling Lin Qing's right hand, which had been kneading her breasts, to her soft, bouncy buttocks. Lin Qing gently stroked her soft pubic hair with his left hand, his middle finger pressing and kneading her erect clitoris .

Sticky love juice flowed from her vulva. "You're so wet." He held his finger, still wet with love juice, up to Zhou Ping's face. Zhou Ping leaned forward, her lips forming an "O" shape, taking Lin Qing's index finger into her mouth. Her tongue passionately wrapped around it, licking the love juice from the fingertip. "Mmm, mmm, I can't take it anymore, ah..." Her full breasts trembled slightly. Lin Qing lowered his head and plunged into the deep cleavage, inhaling the fragrance of her skin, and began to thrust rapidly. "Mmm, ooh..." Zhou Ping moaned helplessly, the hot sensation in her honeyed cave giving Lin Qing immense pleasure. "Ah, um, oh..." Zhou Ping hummed in Lin Qing's ear, but Lin Qing's penis grew harder and harder. "Ugh, give it to me." She felt Lin Qing's change, clenched her teeth and tightened her lower abdomen, her smooth lips tightly gripping the shaft, her slender arms tightly wrapped around Lin Qing's neck, her long legs straightened on his shoulders, her honey hole trembling and sucking on the long penis. Lin Qing could no longer control his movements, letting the long penis thrust in and out with inertia, the bullet shooting out, spraying deep into the honey hole, then quietly savoring the pleasure of the orgasm, until the weapon softened and shrank in the honey hole, before he lay limply on her sweaty body. Zhou Ping gently stroked Lin Qing's wet and messy hair, her red lips kissing the sweat on his forehead, "Lin Qing, you, you're so capable, you almost fucked me to death." Her eyes revealed a satisfied intoxication. "Feeling good now?" Lin Qing looked at Zhou Ping, who was still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, and gently licked her trembling, luscious lips. "So, how are you going to thank me?" "I knew you weren't satisfied." Zhou Ping lightly bit Lin Qing's cheek. "Still not satisfied? Is it because you think I'm not as pretty as Su Ying, or that my figure isn't as good as Sun Yao's?" Her tone was full of sourness. "How could that be?" 'Don't lose out on the good stuff and then drive away the one that's offered to you.' Lin Qing hurriedly explained, "You're very pretty, have a great figure, and are so wanton. How could I possibly dislike you?" "Wanton my foot! You still want Su Ying and the others?" Zhou Ping reached out and grabbed the long spear that had just withdrawn from his honey hole, her smooth little hand applying slight pressure. "Tell me, what do you mean?" "Men, who doesn't want to try something new? Ouch, be gentle, you." Zhou Ping pinched Lin Qing's already shrunken spear hard, making him cry out in pain. Zhou Ping glanced at Lin Qing with a hint of resentment in her eyes. "You're not going to sleep with Su Ying and then ignore me, are you? I'd be so embarrassed." "Of course not. I'm not tired of sleeping with you every day, unless you stop me from doing it, right?" Lin Qing leered and placed his hand on her firm, full breasts again. "You two don't even talk about this between you , do you?" "We're best friends who can talk about anything. Besides, don't you men talk about women too?" Zhou Ping playfully slapped Lin Qing's hand. "Oh, won't they interrogate you about this later?" "They'll tell me even if they don't ask. Actually, it's too easy for you to sleep with Su Ying. You don't even need my help. But I can help you sleep with Sun Yao and Yang Yin too, but I have one condition." " What condition? Tell me quickly." Upon hearing that he could have four beauties at once, Lin Qing's breathing became heavy. "Look how anxious you are." Zhou Ping glanced at Lin Qing flirtatiously. "Looks like I offered myself too early. Even if I didn't take the initiative, you would have found a chance to sleep with me, right?" Seeing Lin Qing nod, Zhou Ping continued, "So, out of the four of us, who do you most want to sleep with? Don't lie." She stared intently into Lin Qing's eyes. "I want all four of them, really." "Oh, that's not what I was asking. Who do you want to sleep with first?" "Of course, it's you." Lin Qing fondled her heavy, ample breasts. "Liar." "Really, you're the sexiest of you all. Big, firm breasts, fair and tender skin, round and perky buttocks, long and slender legs, a slim figure with plenty of curves in all the right places, and such big breasts that are so elastic and don't sag at all. And your seductive charm is absolutely top-notch in bed." "Hmph, you really know how to flatter." Zhou Ping beamed at Lin Qing's praise. "What about the others? I want to hear your opinion." "You're all about the same in terms of figure, all tall and slender." Lin Qing pondered for a moment. "Well, if we're talking about beauty, in my opinion, it should be Su Ying. Su Ying is alluring, and Yang Yin is elegant." "And what about me?" Zhou Ping pouted slightly and slapped Lin Qing's buttocks hard. "I'm seductive, right?" "Hehe, I like seductive people." Lin Qing gently stroked her face. "Actually, you're all very beautiful. What I was saying earlier was that your temperaments are different." "What else?" Zhou Ping's anger subsided. “They can’t compare to you in terms of figure. Su Ying is too thin; I estimate her breasts are only a 32C, but her little butt is perky and her legs are nice too. Sun Yao and Yang Yin’s breasts are much bigger than Su Ying’s; they should be 33D. But they still can’t compare to you.” “What about mine? How big are they?” Zhou Ping playfully pushed her large breasts together with her small hands.

“At least 34e, right?”

Lin Qing lowered her head and leaned closer, her tongue gliding across the two nipples that were not far apart.

"Stop fooling around."

The intense stimulation made Zhou Ping tremble. "I didn't realize you had such a sharp eye."

She became increasingly interested in Lin Qing's assessment, lifting his chin with her small hand. "Go on."

"So fragrant."

Lin Qing looked up and smacked his lips. "Their skin isn't as fair as yours. Su Ying and Sun Yao are fair, but not as tender and supple as yours. I really doubt if you're from the South. Yang Yin's skin is fleshy, not fair but very smooth, and must feel great to the touch. Her butt is as big and round as yours, just a little loose, not as well-maintained as yours. I think she must have a lot of sexual experience, at least more than you. Sun Yao and Su Ying aren't virgins either, but they haven't done it many times."

Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qing with a surprised expression, and after a long while, she uttered a curse, "Damn, you've studied women so thoroughly, you must have ruined quite a few young girls, right?"

"Not many, look, I still haven't ruined a few of you."

"Don't pretend to be modest, you good-natured girl."

She glanced at the watch on Lin Qing's wrist. "Oh dear, it's almost eleven o'clock. I have to go back to the dorm. Lights out already, I might not even be able to get into the building."

She climbed off me and hurriedly put on her clothes.

"Don't rush, you forgot, I'm in charge of the dorm building now too."

Lin Qing looked at her trembling, alluring breasts and reached out to touch them.

"Yeah, right."

Zhou Ping smiled, slowing her movements. "But I'd better go back early, so they won't worry if they don't see me."

In the dark corridor of the dorm building, Zhou Ping suddenly pounced into Lin Qing's arms. "Let's have a goodbye kiss."

After a deep, passionate kiss with Lin Qing, she looked up contentedly. "Wait for my good news, I'll definitely let you sleep with all three of them too."

With that, she ran off like the wind.

Chapter 134 Double Flight (1)

The next day, the atmosphere of the rehearsal became somewhat ambiguous. The four beautiful and lovely girls' thin and short dresses revealed their sexiness, and their four pairs of long and smooth thighs moved lightly, their breasts and buttocks undulating.

Lin Qing's eyes were no longer simply admiring them. Yang Yin, who shared a dormitory with Zhou Ping, looked at him with the same fiery lust as Zhou Ping.

Whenever Lin Qing walked back and forth and left the cover of the stage, Yang Yin stared intently at his crotch, her eyes hungry as if she was about to pounce on him. It seemed that Zhou Ping had greatly boasted about Lin Qing's sexual prowess in front of her last night.

Su Ying and Sun Yao were also a little confused when they saw Zhou Ping and Yang Yin giving Lin Qing flirtatious glances. Their dance movements were out of sync with the rhythm several times.

After thinking for a while, they realized that Zhou Ping must have already slept with Lin Qing last night. Su Ying's face gradually darkened. She glared fiercely at Lin Qing and Zhou Ping, "I'm not practicing anymore, I'm not feeling well."

She stormed out.

"What's wrong with Su Ying?"

Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qing with a questioning expression. Sun Yao rolled her eyes at her, "Don't you know what's wrong?"

Then, turning to Lin Qing, she said, "I didn't realize you were so quick!"

Faced with the reproachful tone, Lin Qing could only offer a helpless bitter smile, "Go check on Su Ying, Zhou Ping."

"Okay."

Zhou Ping had just agreed when Sun Yao stopped her. "Su Ying is in a bad mood, don't go. I'll go instead. You don't need to wait for me."

She gave her a meaningful look, "Go do what you need to do."

She pushed open the door and chased after her.

Only the three of them remained in the spacious room.

The sexy Zhou Ping and the alluring Yang Yin walked tenderly to Lin Qing's side. Their slender waists swayed gracefully, exuding charm and intoxicating fragrance. The swaying of their breasts and hips aroused his desire.

A thin, one-shoulder silk blouse revealed her glistening, pink neck. Her long, black hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders, and her breasts were firm and full. Zhou Ping's mature body was especially alluring. Lin Qing, looking at her scantily clad, curvaceous figure, felt a strong urge. He reached out and grasped her soft, boneless hand, pulling her closer.

He touched her long, firm thighs, and her tall, voluptuous figure, with her breasts also thrusting out, leaned in, pressing herself against Lin Qing's chest.

A blush rose on Zhou Ping's face, her eyes sparkling with a charming smile. Her melodious voice was both sweet and seductive: "I've missed you so much, come and kiss me."

She gently parted her cherry lips, revealing her pearly teeth, and offered her warm, fragrant tongue to Lin Qing, letting him taste it. Her small hand hurriedly reached between his legs, lightly brushing against his erect penis through his trousers.

Lin Qing slumped back into the chair, pinching her round, plump buttocks hard. "Wait a minute, you little slut."

Zhou Ping glanced at Lin Qing with her big, resentful eyes, then lowered her head. Lin Qing turned to the side, reached out and wrapped his arm around Yang Yin's slender waist, touching her smooth thighs. Yang Yin's eyes widened with desire as he touched her. His hand reached under her armpit and climbed up her high, firm breasts. The round breasts in Lin Qing's hands, though not as large as Zhou Ping's, were still large enough to be barely covered by one hand, and their elasticity and feel were in no way inferior to Zhou Ping's.

"Oh..."

Yang Yin hadn't expected Lin Qing to make a move on her in front of Zhou Ping. Her slender hands, filled with embarrassment and anxiety, grabbed at the man's hand that was caressing her breasts. "No—don't..."

It seemed this little slut wasn't so open-minded yet, unable to accept the idea of a threesome. For the sake of their shared dream, Lin Qing felt he had to completely strip her of her shame. He hardened his heart, grabbed her hem, and lifted it up, revealing her black gauze bra. Her round, firm breasts stood tall, her small, delicate nipples protruding in the center of the cups, displaying an alluring shape.

"Let me go!" Yang Yin cried out , twisting her smooth, strong legs and struggling. But from Yang Yin's seductive cries, Lin Qing knew she was intentionally arousing him, intensifying his desire. He picked her up and placed her on his lap, skillfully unhooking her bra. Yang Yin's white, firm breasts and rosy nipples were instantly exposed before him. He grasped Yang Yin's full breasts, his fingers gradually disappearing into hers, the white flesh squeezing out between them as he played with her snow-white flesh. His fingers kneaded and rubbed her breasts, his mouth ravaging her hot chest and abdomen, gradually arousing her desire. "Ah, I, ah..." Yang Yin's face flushed crimson, her eyes brimming with lust. Her slender hands tugged at Lin Qing's clothes, her half-naked, athletic body burning like fire. Her long legs wrapped around the man's waist, twisting and turning, uttering indistinct, seductive murmurs: "Ah, ya..." Her soft moans and seductive gasps were arousing. Lin Qing lifted Yang Yin's short skirt to her waist, her hair disheveled, her clothes disheveled, her breasts prominent, her slender waist and full hips alluring under the light. At this moment, Zhou Ping also pressed her ample breasts against his back, her small mouth trembling with moans, her fragrant tongue tracing his lips, wiping her face, leaving warm saliva on his skin. Then she bit Lin Qing's ear, sucking on his earlobe and blowing air into his ear canal, her tongue licking inside. This little vixen always found Lin Qing's most sensitive spots; her full breasts pressed against his back, the soft, delicate touch intoxicating him. It turned out she hadn't been waiting long enough and had already taken off her top to join the fray. Zhou Ping winked at Lin Qing, playfully flicking his erect penis with her fingers. "Look, it's hard again. Want it?" Her small mouth slowly moved downwards, gently sucking on the man's nipple, licking it with her tongue after each suck, her long, straight hair brushing against Lin Qing's body.

Lin Qing's breathing grew heavier, and the more vigorously she licked. Suddenly, she looked up and smiled at Lin Qing, arching her slender waist and moving her head to his crotch.

From Lin Qing's angle, Zhou Ping's ample breasts appeared even fuller, her pert buttocks and slender waist forming a rounded and beautiful curve. Her long, black hair flowed down her sides, her breasts partially hidden by her hair, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white skin.

She pulled down Lin Qing's waistband, pulled out his penis, her cool, smooth fingers encircling the shaft, and parted her lips to take the tip into her mouth, sucking and teasing it with a seductive, almost erotic, manner, while also giving Lin Qing a flirtatious wink.

Yang Yin stared wide-eyed in surprise as she watched Zhou Ping, with her ample breasts, slender waist, and long legs, kneeling before Lin Qing, licking the man's penis, her pretty face instantly flushing with embarrassment.

Lin Qing, with his left hand gripping Zhou Ping's hair, thrust his hips back and forth, while his right hand caressed Yang Yin's smooth thighs, reaching her moist cleft through her panties.

Yang Yin moaned, squeezing her thighs together and twisting her waist, her firm, fragrant breasts involuntarily rising towards Lin Qing's face, her rounded peaks offered to his lips, her trembling nipples exuding allure.

Zhou Ping knelt between Lin Qing's legs, her lips pursed as she encircled the tip of his penis, her tongue brushing against the shaft.

Watching such a beautiful woman perform oral sex on him sent a tingling, itchy sensation through Lin Qing. He lifted his buttocks, trying to penetrate deeper into Zhou Ping's mouth, the tip touching her throat.

Zhou Ping's sucking speed noticeably slowed, her small hands bracing against Lin Qing's waist. "Oh, so comfortable."

Lin Qing pushed her hands away, and she reluctantly took his penis deep into her mouth, swallowing and releasing a few times before switching to using her lips to tease him.

"Mmm, ah, oh..."

Lin Qing couldn't help but groan from deep in his throat. Seeking even greater pleasure, he thrust his weapon deep into the girl's mouth.

His thoughts returned to Yang Yin's delicate body. His left hand slid down her smooth leg muscles and into her vulva, while his right hand kneaded Yang Yin's full, tender breasts, which were only slightly smaller than Zhou Ping's.

Yang Yin groaned incessantly as Lin Qing played with her: "Ah, good, so comfortable, I can't take it anymore."

Seeing Lin Qing and Yang Yin playing so passionately, Zhou Ping jealously thrust her breasts forward, tucking her spear between her deep cleavage, tightening her arms around her ample breasts, and licking the exposed tip of her spear with her smooth tongue, sucking hard on the shaft.

Lin Qing swallowed hard. "Zhou Ping, you're getting more and more alluring."

Zhou Ping smiled sweetly, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. "I want it so badly."

She swayed her round hips. "Give me a few strokes first, I can't take it anymore."

Lin Qing grabbed her smooth, delicate arm and lifted her up. Zhou Ping's skin was fair with a rosy glow, so delicate it seemed like it could be broken with a touch. Lin Qing carried her to the table, her snow-white body lying horizontally, her firm, full breasts trembling. He gently pinched her pink areolas and flicked her equally pink nipples.

Yang Yin proudly stood with her rounded breasts erect, nestled against Lin Qing, mimicking Zhou Ping's actions, breathing warm air onto the man's neck, and gently twisting his weapon. "You're not going to do it in front of me, are you?"

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