Langzi Yanqing

Prologue:
Yanqing returned home to find a guest had arrived—his aunt, who lived in the county town.
His aunt, Yu Xiaojiao, was a doctor at the county hospital. Just like her name, she was incredibly beautiful, with an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, a slender figure, and a full bust. She wore very attractive clothes, and although she was over thirty, she looked like she was in her early twenties.
"This must be my nephew," his aunt's beautiful eyes lit up as she stared at Yanqing.
"Yes, his name is Yanqing," Yanqing's mother said, then told Yanqing to call her aunt.
Yanqing called out, but blushed and quickly turned away. He felt his aunt's eyes were fixed on his crotch, and because he had been working in the fields, he was only wearing his underwear. Although he was only fourteen, his physical labor and martial arts training made him taller than average, and his penis was much larger and longer than others his age, which always made him feel shy.
When Yanqing returned and ate with his aunt, she seemed to have stopped paying attention to him and instead asked his parents, "What grade is Yanqing in now?"
"He's in his second year of high school, and he'll be taking the college entrance exam next year," his father said.
"Not bad, so young, already in his second year of high school. How are his grades?"
This time, it was Yanqing's younger sister, Yanyan, who answered: "My brother's grades are excellent; he's always first or second in school."
"Oh!" His aunt didn't seem too concerned, but after the meal, she said, "Why don't we let Yanqing go to school in the county town? The conditions there are better."
Yanqing's father hesitated because although the household contract responsibility system had been implemented, Yanqing's family lived in a poor mountain village with barren land, and their family life was not good. They could barely afford to send him to a rural middle school, but they couldn't afford to send him to a middle school in the county town.
"Don't worry, I've got everything covered. Fengfei has graduated and I don't need to worry about him anymore. Fengwu has also been admitted to university and doesn't need much support from me either. The family is doing alright. Although his uncle is no longer here, we're still relatives, so we should help each other out," his aunt said sincerely.
What parent doesn't want their children to succeed? So Yanqing's parents quickly agreed. That very day, Yanqing went to the county town with his aunt. Little did they know that this trip would drastically change Yanqing's life.
I. Neighbors
If he didn't have social engagements, his daily routine was almost the same. It was past seven o'clock when Yanqing finished dinner. He always played basketball after work and then ordered fast food or made himself some instant noodles or something similar for a quick meal. Today was no exception. He had just taken a shower and made himself a bowl of noodles, but as soon as he put the bowl down, he heard a knock at the door. "Who is it?" he asked.
"It's me, Sister Fang. My faucet is broken. Could you please come and fix it for me?" The voice outside sounded very sweet and charming.
Yanqing recognized it as his neighbor, Chen Lifang, the wife of his boss, Hu Zhongkui. He quickly replied, "Sure, I'll be right there." He grabbed a pair of basketball shorts, put them on, and went out the door. Usually, when he was home alone, he only wore his underwear.
Yanqing had gone to the county town with his aunt, and a year later, he was admitted to university. He studied for four years, during which time he also served two years in the army. After graduation, through connections, he was assigned to the office of the Construction Bank in the capital city. By then, he had grown into a tall and imposing man. Because of his many talents and willingness to help others, he was very popular, especially with the office director, Hu Zhongkui. Therefore, as soon as he joined the bank, he was assigned a two-bedroom apartment, right next to Hu Zhongkui's.
The door opposite was ajar. Yan Qing pushed it open and went in, then closed it. His eyes were immediately drawn to Chen Lifang, who appeared in the bathroom doorway, draped in a bath towel. She had wrapped her hair in a pink towel and used a white towel to cover her from her chest to her crotch, but the towel alone couldn't conceal her voluptuous body. From her deep cleavage, the peaks of her breasts seemed almost to burst out of the towel, their beautiful curves barely concealed. Even the slightest movement allowed a glimpse of her secret, lush triangle beneath the towel tightly covering her crotch. Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away.
Chen Lifang, however, seemed oblivious to Yan Qing's unease, saying casually, "I just finished showering, and the faucet just wouldn't work. I don't know why," as she spoke, she stepped aside from the bathroom.
The water in the bathroom was running loudly. Yanqing went in, turned the tap a few times, and realized the rubber seal on the faucet was worn out. He told Chen Lifang and asked if she had a spare. Chen Lifang said she didn't have a spare seal, but she had a new faucet. "Replacing the faucet is fine too," Yanqing said, turning his head, only to bump into Chen Lifang's high, firm breasts.
Chen Lifang let out a soft "Ah," pulled the towel that Yanqing had knocked off to cover her snow-white breasts, and gave Yanqing a flirtatious look: "Come with me to get it." With that, she turned and left.
Yanqing followed Chen Lifang to the storage room, where she was rummaging through a wooden crate. Her buttocks, which were raised high and not fully covered by the towel, were white, and her private parts were exposed. Perhaps she had deliberately spread her legs; the curve of her labia was very beautiful, and the whole thing was hairy. Yanqing's lust immediately surged, and his little brother became aroused. Yanqing was no longer the boy who had just left the countryside. Recalling Chen Lifang's attitude towards him recently, he knew perfectly well she was seducing him.
Just then, Chen Lifang stood up, shoved a faucet into Yanqing's hand, and scolded, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it before? Hurry up and fix the faucet!" Although she said this, her eyes were fixed on the tent bulging between Yanqing's legs.
Yanqing smiled slightly, took the faucet, and walked towards the bathroom. While replacing the faucet, he thought about Chen Lifang's allure. Then, he heard Chen Lifang's voice behind him: "Should we turn off the main valve?"
"No need, just be careful," Yanqing said. He knew there was a main valve downstairs, but he was on the fourth floor and too lazy to go up and down. He unscrewed the broken faucet, plugged in the new one, and water splashed up. Chen Lifang gasped behind him, clearly splashed, while Yanqing got wet in front as well.
"Yanqing, who is that pretty woman who came to your place the other day?" Chen Lifang asked from behind.
"She's my cousin," Yanqing said, quickly installing the new faucet and putting the tools back in the storage room.
When Yanqing came out of the storage room, Chen Lifang was already waiting for him in the living room. She took off the red towel from her head and said, "Look at you, you're all wet. Let me wipe you down." Without waiting for Yanqing's consent, she started wiping him, asking as she did so, "Is she really your cousin? She's quite the flirt." Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she ended up wiping Yanqing's crotch.
Yan Qing was now completely certain that Chen Lifang was seducing him. Looking at her half-naked breasts, which appeared even more erect due to the wetness, his desire surged. He wrapped one arm around her waist and lifted her head with the other, staring intently at her face, which appeared even more beautiful because of her disheveled hair. He chuckled, "She's nowhere near as alluring as you!"
"Yan Qing, what are you doing?" Chen Lifang was somewhat flustered, but she didn't struggle. Indeed, she intentionally wanted to seduce Yan Qing. Although she wasn't a promiscuous person, her sexual desire was extremely strong, and Hu Zhongkui couldn't satisfy her at all, especially since he was often away from home. Before, she could control herself, but for some reason, after seeing Yan Qing, she wanted to try having an affair, especially when she saw his impressive physique while he played basketball. As the saying goes, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger," and she couldn't resist any longer, but she hadn't expected Yan Qing to be so proactive.
Yan Qing chuckled, "Here's a new dragonfly for you." He gave her a fleeting kiss on the lips, then carried her to her room and tossed her onto the bed. The towel covering her finally fell off, revealing her naked body. Yan Qing pounced on her, his large hands roaming over her breasts while he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Then, his lips and tongue began their assault. Although Chen Lifang was nearly forty, her skin was still remarkably smooth. Her soft breasts hardened under Yan Qing's caresses, and she let out seductive moans. Yan Qing, aroused as well, began to focus his attack on the woman's most intimate parts.
Seeing Yan Qing's usually serious demeanor, Chen Lifang assumed he was still an inexperienced boy. She hadn't expected his flirting skills to surpass even her husband's. His large hands roamed over her body, making her feel weak and numb. When his fingers stirred her private parts, she had no choice but to arch her hips to meet his touch. And when Yan Qing's long tongue licked and sucked at her entrance, she finally couldn't hold back any longer, crying out, "Yan Qing, I can't take it anymore!" She tightly embraced Yan Qing's head, her whole body trembling, and a gush of fluid flowed from her vagina. Before even truly beginning, she had achieved an orgasm she couldn't get from her husband.
"Can't take it anymore? We haven't even started!" Yan Qing said, forcefully spreading her thighs, gripping his penis, and forcefully thrusting it into her warm vagina. He thrust vigorously while kissing her lips, transferring her fluids into her mouth. He had originally wanted her to give him oral sex, but fearing she hadn't tried it before, he gave up.
At this moment, Chen Lifang had forgotten everything and could not feel anything at all. She only knew how to cater to Yan Qing's every whim. At the same time, she made all sorts of movements and posed in various ways at Yan Qing's request. She didn't know how much time had passed when all of Yan Qing's passion poured into Chen Lifang's body. She felt so beautiful that she felt like she had ascended to heaven. She hugged Yan Qing tightly and let out a weak moan.
Yan Qing gently kissed Chen Lifang's delicate face, his large hand lightly kneading her still-erect nipples until his erect penis softened and slid out of her body. He then chuckled softly and asked, "Sister Fang, is the new faucet better or the old one?"
Chen Lifang then came to her senses. She shyly punched Yan Qing's chest and said, "You bad boy! You took advantage of me and then laughed at me. Taking advantage of me while my husband wasn't home, aren't you afraid your director will castrate you?"
"How could I? He wasn't home. I was comforting his wife. He should be thanking me." Yan Qing smiled, lightly patting her round buttocks, and said, "Otherwise, wouldn't it be a sin for him to let such fertile land go to waste?"
"Get lost!" Satisfied, Chen Lifang playfully wrestled with Yan Qing like a little girl.
Yanqing and Chen Lifang played around for a while before Yanqing pinched her nose and said, "Get up and get ready. You don't want Xiaomei to see you like this, do you?"
Chen Lifang looked at the clock and was surprised. It was already past nine o'clock, and the two of them had been playing for more than an hour. She quickly got up, not bothering to get dressed herself, and gently dressed Yanqing. Then, while pushing him out the door, she said, "Hurry up and go. I'll remember your new faucet."
II. Reunion
After finishing his work, Yanqing went to the office to chat with the others. There were seven people in the Construction Bank's office, working in four rooms: the director's office, his technical room, the printing room, and the general office. When the director wasn't home, he would naturally go to the public room. Even when the director was home, he would go to the general office, and the director would do the same, because three of the four people in the general office were beautiful women.
As soon as Yan Qing entered the general office, a woman in her early thirties grabbed his arm and dragged him to a table. Her ample breasts pressed unintentionally against his shoulder, and she exclaimed, "Yan Qing, tell us quickly, how did you know that stock rose so fast and so high?" Yan Qing immediately
knew that the stock he had told them about a couple of days ago had gone up, and that the woman had also bought some. He deliberately nudged her breast with his shoulder and said, "How would I know? Maybe your husband beats you. As for why your butt is so high, it's probably because you don't know." He thought to himself, "Even if I told you, you wouldn't be able to figure it out." Actually, he was quite pleased, because he had also bought a significant amount of that stock, and more importantly, because his analysis had been accurate.
Everyone in the office burst into laughter. The woman scoffed, "Fine, don't tell me then." A blush spread across her pretty face, and she sat down to the side.
The man sitting in front of Yanqing asked, "Deputy Director Xu, you look so happy, did you buy a lot?"
The woman, Xu Meihua, was the deputy director of the office. By now, she had calmed down and said, "I bought a little. Li Yuan bought the most; she invested all her money and made at least ten thousand yuan this time. Xueping also made more than three thousand. Meng Qijun, how much did you buy?"
Xueping, the woman sitting next to Yanqing, was also in her early thirties. She turned and saw Meng Qijun's dejected look and smiled, "He probably didn't buy anything." Then she asked Xu Meihua, "Sister Hua, can you tell me how much you made?"
Xu Meihua smiled and said, "Not much, three or five thousand."
"Sister Hua is too modest. Actually, she earns more than me." Li Yuan turned around with a sweet smile on her face and asked Yan Qing, "Yan Qing, how much have you earned?"
Yan Qing looked at Li Yuan and couldn't help but feel lustful. Li Yuan was wearing a tight-fitting, low-cut top that made her breasts stand out. Although she had zipped up the zipper high, it still revealed a deep cleavage. What particularly attracted Yan Qing was that her skirt was very short. When she turned around, it just so happened that her beautiful legs were spread open. The pink panties she was wearing tightly wrapped her swollen vulva, and a few strands of hair were also presented to Yan Qing's eyes. Li Yuan was the youngest and most beautiful of the three women in the general office. Married for only six months, she still radiated the alluring glow of a newlywed, which naturally attracted Yan Qing even more. However, Yan Qing remained remarkably calm, as if he hadn't noticed anything, and said, "How much can I earn with my two or three thousand yuan investment?"
Everyone there knew that Yan Qing was new to the workforce and came from a rural background, so they fell silent upon hearing his words. After a long while, Xu Meihua finally said, "Yan Qing, how about we treat you to dinner tonight to thank you for the information? What do you say?"
"Sure, I'll treat you tonight," Li Yuan immediately replied.
Yan Qing didn't care about any of that, but he was certainly happy to have a beautiful woman with him at dinner. He laughed and said, "Okay, tonight it'll be just the people from our office going out for some fun. But I have to warn you, the market might go up a bit when it opens next week, but it'll drop quickly. You'd better sell it as soon as it opens, don't be greedy."
"Don't worry, we're not greedy people. We'll sell it on Monday. Tell me, where do you want to eat?" Li Yuan seemed very excited, completely unaware that Yan Qing was peeking under her skirt.
So everyone discussed which restaurant to go to. After they decided, they heard a very pleasant voice say, "Sister Meihua, such a high-class treat, is there any for me?"
Xu Meihua said with delight, "It's Section Chief Lin! You're very welcome."
"Okay, then I won't leave tonight," the voice said.
Yanqing recognized the voice and looked towards the door. He was stunned by what he saw: a young woman entered, tall and beautiful, her figure accentuated by a well-fitting suit that highlighted her curves. He exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Bo!"
The woman almost cried out in unison, "You're the rogue!" Her beautiful eyes, filled with tenderness, gazed at Yanqing's resolute yet masculine face.
"What, do you know each other?" Xu Meihua asked.
Yanqing and the woman quickly calmed down. The woman said, "Yanqing and I were classmates in university. He just served two years in the army, so he graduated two years later than me."
Everyone finally understood. Yan Qing asked, "Yu Bo, where do you work now?" It turned out the girl's name was Lin Yu Bo, and she really was Yan Qing's classmate. They had been quite close in school, which was why they called each other by nicknames upon meeting. Of course, the nature of their relationship was a secret.
Before Lin Yu Bo could answer, Xu Meihua introduced her, saying, "Your old classmate is doing very well now. She's the head of the Supervision Department at the People's Bank of China, and her husband is the Deputy Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee. You should ask her to give you some guidance."
"Sister Meihua, look at what you're saying! We're old classmates. If I have the ability, of course I'll help," Lin Yu Bo said shyly.
Meng Qijun, who seemed somewhat disapproving of their intimate conversation, said, "It's almost time to get off work. I'll go call Director Hu." He then left.
Xu Meihua glanced around and saw that it was indeed time to leave work, so she said, "Let's go then. After we get to the hotel, you old classmates can have a good chat. Xueping, go and call Zhang Juan."
Zhang Juan was a typist in the printing room, and Xueping agreed and went to call her. So, everyone packed their things and, led by Xu Meihua, drove to the hotel. Three men and five women drank, sang, and danced, having a great time. Among the five women, except for Zhang Juan, they were all married, while Hu Zhongkui and Yan Qing were both flirtatious men, talking endlessly about romantic matters, making them all blush, especially Zhang Juan, who was even more embarrassed. Of course, Yan Qing wouldn't miss the opportunity to grope them while dancing, and the women didn't say anything.
"You're still the same as always, always teasing people," Lin Yubo whispered in his ear while dancing with him, her high breasts often pressing against Yan Qing's body, and her crotch occasionally thrusting towards Yan Qing's swollen area.
“Of course, we’ll do it again sometime…”
Yan Qing didn’t finish his sentence, but Lin Yubo softly hummed in agreement, clearly the two were on the same page.
They played until nearly eleven o’clock before everyone dispersed. Yan Qing didn’t see Lin Yubo off; he gave the opportunity to Hu Zhongkui.
III. Yan Qing’s Motto i.
“I’m done playing, Sister Jing, you can play now.” Seeing Ning Jing enter, Yan Qing stood up and left the mahjong table.
“Okay! But you have to teach me!” Ning Jing plopped down in Yan Qing’s seat. Ning Jing was the director of the Construction Engineering Savings Bank, living downstairs from Yan Qing. She had only recently learned to play mahjong and was currently very addicted.
“Alright.” Yan Qing said, pulling up a chair and sitting next to Ning Jing. Yan Qing didn’t like playing mahjong; he felt it wasn’t worth spending too much time on it. But whenever Hu Zhongkui and the others needed him, he was always happy to join in. So even though he won money, no one objected to his withdrawal.
The card game quickly resumed. Ning Jing's opponent was Liu Xueping, and Yan Qing sat between the two women, closer to Ning Jing. Both women were dressed casually, and when they reached for their cards, their breasts bounced, giving Yan Qing a good look. Perhaps she had just showered, as Ning Jing exuded a delicate fragrance, which Yan Qing found very pleasant. He moved even closer, using the opportunity to point and caress her smooth skin. His guidance proved effective; in just five rounds, Ning Jing had already won two.
Just then, Chen Lifang's scolding voice from the study startled Yan Qing. He couldn't help but walk towards the study, where he saw Chen Lifang glaring angrily at her daughter, Hu Mei. He asked, "Sister Fang, what's wrong?"
Chen Lifang pointed to the homework on the desk and said, "Look at this time! She hasn't finished her homework yet, but she's playing games here." Although the two of them would make love whenever they had the chance, in front of others, Chen Lifang could actually act as if nothing had happened between them. Yan Qing admired her greatly; it had taken him a long time to train to do that.
"I only do it after I win this game!" Hu Mei looked at her mother timidly. She was very beautiful, and although she was only a little over fifteen years old, she was already quite tall. She was wearing a thin nightgown, and under the light, her underwear was clearly visible. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the thin undershirt made her areolas, which were the size of eggs, stand out.
Yan Qing ignored Chen Lifang, glanced at Hu Mei, then turned his attention to the computer and asked, "Xiao Mei, you can't even win a game like this?"
"Brother Yan, you can play?" Hu Mei asked, somewhat incredulous.
Chen Lifang was about to speak, but seeing Yan Qing
's disapproving look, she watched from the side. After stopping Chen Lifang, Yan Qing sat down at the computer and, while operating it, said, "How could I not win such a simple game?" Sure enough, he won a game in just a few minutes.
"Brother Yan, can you teach me?" Hu Mei looked very admiring, leaning on Yan Qing's shoulder, completely unaware that her breasts were giving him considerable stimulation.
Yan Qing felt Hu Mei's firm nipples and said, "Of course you can, but to play well, you need a good foundation of knowledge." He explained to Hu Mei how to calculate angles and how much force to use, while gently rubbing her breasts. Of course, because Chen Lifang was nearby, he didn't dare to make any more inappropriate moves.
Hu Mei trembled slightly, moved away, and listened attentively. But engrossed in the explanation, she unconsciously moved her breasts closer. After listening to Yan Qing's instructions, she sat down at the computer and began to play. Yan Qing knew she wouldn't have understood everything, so he explained again. Sure enough, this time, Hu Mei won. "That's great, Brother Yan, thank you!" Hu Mei said gratefully, looking at Yan Qing.
"You should understand the importance of knowledge now. To study well, you must first concentrate. Do you know why I always win at mahjong, and even when I lose, I lose very little?" Seeing Hu Mei's confused look, Yan Qing explained how to concentrate.
Chen Lifang and Hu Mei both knew that Yan Qing often won money playing mahjong, but they didn't know why. Hearing his explanation, even Chen Lifang listened more attentively. After listening, Hu Mei suddenly kissed Yan Qing and said, "Brother Yan, I understand." Her face flushed, her gratitude overflowing. "
Now you should focus on your homework," Yan Qing said, explaining many principles of life to her. Finally, he said, "To achieve success, one must put in effort. You've already experienced that, haven't you? Only the joy of success is truly beautiful." "Yes
, I will definitely study hard," Hu Mei replied, but said somewhat shyly, "But there are many things I don't understand, what should I do?"
"Don't worry, as long as you think carefully, there's nothing you won't understand. If you really don't understand, as long as I know, I'll teach you. I'll be outside." With that, Yan Qing went out and returned to Ning Jing's side, continuing to instruct her on the game and admiring the mature charm of the two beauties.
Chen Lifang also followed him out. Perhaps because she had just heard Yan Qing's words, she immediately told her husband to give up his seat. Hu Zhongkui asked, "Has Xiaomei finished her homework?"
"Go see for yourself. Yanqing really knows how to do things." Chen Lifang sat down at the mahjong table. Seeing Hu Zhongkui heading towards the study, she added, "Just look quietly, don't disturb her."
Hu Zhongkui glanced at her at the study door, then returned to the mahjong table and asked, "What method did you use to get her so focused?" He had never seen his daughter study so diligently.
Chen Lifang gestured towards Yanqing and said, "Ask Yanqing." She then fell silent, truly following Yanqing's advice, concentrating intently on everything she did. Hu Zhongkui didn't ask Yanqing, but watched Chen Lifang play mahjong. Perhaps Yanqing's advice was effective; after several rounds, she had actually won quite a bit.
During this time, Yanqing frequently had Hu Mei called into the study. Around ten o'clock, Hu Mei finally finished her homework and came out, her gaze towards Yanqing so fervent. Yan Qing was deeply moved upon seeing this, but he couldn't say anything under everyone's watchful eyes. He simply asked, "Xiao Mei, have you tasted the sweetness of success?"
"Yes, Brother Yan, thank you!" Hu Mei said, then went back to her room to rest.
Hu Zhongkui said, "Yanqing, you really have a way with things. It's so hard to get my daughter to study properly."
"Not at all, it's just that Xiaomei has grown up and become more sensible." Yanqing said, then went into Hu Zhongkui's study to check his stocks online.
Around noon, Yanqing came out of the study. He was still sitting next to Ning Jing, but even closer. His large hand seemed to be placed unintentionally on Ning Jing's fair thigh, and he asked, "Sister Jing, how much did you win?"
Ning Jing trembled slightly, but did not speak or push his hand away. She said, "I won a little bit."
Liu Xueping also saw Yanqing's action and did not speak, but said, "She has someone helping her, of course she won quite a lot."
"Do you want me to help you too?" Yanqing smiled. Seeing that Liu Xueping did not expose his good intentions, he also began to tease her.
"Forget it, I'm not playing anymore." Liu Xueping was about to speak when Meng Qijun said. He had lost a lot today, and seeing Yanqing flirting with the two women beside him, he lost interest.
Seeing that it was past midnight, everyone finished their meal. Chen Lifang brought out the sweet soup she had prepared and offered it to everyone. While eating, Yan Qing stared at Liu Xueping's ample breasts across from him. Because Liu Xueping's nightgown was a halter top and she was hunched over, most of her breasts were exposed. He laughed, "If there were two more big steamed buns, this midnight snack would be even more perfect."
Liu Xueping realized her embarrassment and quickly straightened her back, playfully scolding, "You lecherous Yan Qing, you should go back and eat your mother's big steamed buns."
Everyone laughed. They often told sexual jokes, so no one cared what Yan Qing said to Liu Xueping. Yan Qing changed the subject: "Sister Ping, you lost tonight, do you want to win it back?"
"Of course I do! Do you have any good ideas?" Liu Xueping asked excitedly.
Yanqing said, "I just checked the stock market online. Tomorrow you buy H shares, and sell them when they rise to 5.5 yuan in a couple of days. I think you should make a profit."
"Really?" Liu Xueping exclaimed happily.
Hearing about stocks, everyone's attention was drawn, and they all asked Yanqing questions. Since Li Yuan and the others made money with Yanqing last time, everyone had great faith in his judgment in this area. Yanqing didn't say much, just letting them figure it out themselves.
"You can tell the ups and downs after only an hour or so online?" Ning Jing's face showed admiration.
"Of course, it's not something that can be done in just an hour or so; it requires accumulation over time," Yanqing said.
Chen Lifang said, "I have a suggestion. If we really make money this time, let's pool our money to buy Yanqing a computer, so he won't keep coming to my house to fight with Lao Hu. I'll contribute 1000 yuan. What do you think?"
"Great! I agree. I think Li Yuan will agree too," Liu Xueping immediately agreed.
Ning Jing, who wasn't involved in stock trading, laughed and said, "What are Director Hu and Yan Qing fighting over? Are they fighting over you?"
This remark made everyone laugh again, and they dispersed amidst the laughter.
IV. National Day Gift
Yan Qing finished a task, breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched his tired body, only to bump into a firm, fleshy mound. Turning around, he saw it was Li Yuan and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you come in."
Li Yuan blushed, took a step back, and handed Yan Qing a package, saying, "This is the money we've collected to buy you a computer."
"This… how can I take your money?" Yan Qing hadn't expected Chen Lifang to actually do this and was somewhat embarrassed as he declined.
"It's nothing, you've earned so much money for us, consider it a bonus. Just remember to provide better information in the future."
Seeing she couldn't refuse, Yanqing accepted, saying, "Thank you."
"Yanqing, can you teach me how to analyze the stock market?" Li Yuan asked. These last two times, Yanqing had helped her earn nearly 20,000 yuan, making her incredibly admire him.
Yanqing said, "Of course, but on one condition."
"What condition?"
Yanqing stared at her ample bosom, and seeing no one passing by, said, "Let me pat your breasts."
"Pah, always trying to take advantage of me." Li Yuan blushed again, but quickly added, "Didn't you already pat them?"
"How does that count?" Seeing her answer, Yanqing knew she was willing, so he stood up, pulled her into his arms, and gently kneaded her firm breasts with his large hands, saying, "Your breasts are so beautiful, so big and elastic."
Li Yuan struggled slightly, pleading, "Yanqing, don't do this, people will see." Yanqing
knew it wasn't convenient to be too provocative here. If he could do this today, it would be easier to go further later, so he released her and said, "Come here sometime, or go to Director Hu's house. We can discuss together how to make more money." When
Yanqing mentioned Hu Zhongkui, Li Yuan remembered that there was something else, so she said, "Oh right, the director wants you to go see him." With that, she ran away as if fleeing.
Yan Qing arrived at Hu Zhongkui's office and found Xu Meihua there as well. He asked, "Director Hu, did you need something?"
"Well, we're having a National Day celebration at the Longcheng Hotel tonight. Everything's ready, and I wanted Vice-Director Xu to go check on the venue, but we don't have any cars. Could you take her there on my motorcycle?" Hu Zhongkui asked.
"Sure, Vice-Director Xu, let's go," Yan Qing readily agreed.
The Longcheng Hotel wasn't far from the Construction Bank; they arrived in about ten minutes. A waiter opened the ballroom door, told them to close it when they left, and then left. Yanqing and Xu Meihua circled the dance hall, finding nothing amiss. They then checked the private rooms. Yanqing followed behind Xu Meihua, watching her swaying round hips, and couldn't help but feel aroused. When they reached the last room, he said, "Sister Meihua, you walk so beautifully, I wonder how many men you've captivated." Xu Meihua
turned and glared at Yanqing, scolding, "You little pervert, have you captivated me?"
Yanqing laughed, "I haven't been captivated, but I don't understand, just now on the motorcycle, what was that thing on your chest that made me feel so uncomfortable?" "You
little rascal, always trying to take advantage of me. I'm already seventy or eighty years old, and you're still making fun of me. You should go tease Li Yuan, Zhang Juan, or even Xueping." "
Sister Meihua, how can you be considered old? At most, you're middle-aged. You have more charm than them."
"Sweet-tongued!" Xu Meihua playfully scolded, then lowered her head and walked away.
Seeing her like that, Yanqing knew she wouldn't refuse his advances, so he closed the door, walked over, and wrapped his arms around Xu Meihua's waist from behind. He grabbed her large breasts with one hand and began to knead them. He felt that her breasts were already hard and said, "Sister Meihua, I know you're drooling down there. Let me wipe it for you." As he spoke, he lifted her skirt and touched her swollen vulva.
Just as men can't stand beautiful women, women can't stand handsome men. Xu Meihua usually liked Yanqing and often let him flirt with her. Just now on the motorcycle, she deliberately rubbed her breasts against Yanqing's back, so she was already aroused. With Yanqing's further teasing, she couldn't hold back anymore and was already soaking wet. So when Yanqing touched her again, she couldn't take it anymore. Trembling, she leaned into Yanqing's arms and moaned, "You bad boy, you're killing me." She reached out to touch Yanqing's manhood. At her age, she was very realistic and knew that love was unreliable, so she wanted to get actual satisfaction from the beginning. And for someone like Xu Meihua, whose family was well-off, this satisfaction was, of course, carnal.
As if receiving a command, Yan Qing immediately began undressing her. Soon, Xu Meihua was naked before him. He used both his mouth and hands to skillfully tease her.
Xu Meihua felt incredibly stimulated and moaned. At the same time, she found Yan Qing's engorged penis, felt its diameter, and praised, "You playboy, you're so great!"
"If I weren't great, how could I be called a playboy?" Yan Qing said smugly, teasing her even more vigorously.
At this moment, Xu Meihua shyly closed her eyes, her face flushed, her eyes narrowed, and her breathing rapid. Her breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths, trembling, and her snow-white, tender buttocks swayed constantly. She felt an unbearable itch in her vagina, desperately needing that thing to poke and penetrate to relieve the itch. She clung tightly to Yanqing, moaning, "You playboy, fuck me!"
Yanqing didn't respond immediately, but instead teased her until she lost all sense of shame, letting herself be completely at his mercy, before finally satisfying her desire. His technique was superb, and his strength was sufficient; he only reached his climax when Xu Meihua was completely immobilized and in a semi-conscious state. Then he lay on her supple body, gently massaging her, his penis still inside, blocking her opening with her juices and his own semen.
"Playboy, let go, my opening is so uncomfortable," Xu Meihua finally came to her senses and said shyly.
"Is that enough?"
"You've already fucked me to death, isn't that enough?" Xu Meihua had completely lost her bossly demeanor and was now like a gentle wife.
"Of course not, I want you to be more loyal to me than to your husband from now on," Yanqing said, his hands still moving, determined to completely conquer this woman in her prime.
Xu Meihua finally couldn't bear the torment any longer and said sincerely, "I give up, okay?"
"Okay. This is my National Day gift to you. I hope you haven't wasted it." Yan Qing said, pulling out his now limp penis. With a "plop," Xu Meihua's juices gushed out, making Yan Qing a little flustered. Hearing
Yan Qing's words, Xu Meihua seemed to realize something, but she couldn't quite grasp it. At this moment, she was truly completely conquered by Yan Qing. When they went downstairs, she was still clinging tightly to Yan Qing's arms. If Yan Qing hadn't pushed her away, she probably would have remained like that even after they got out of the elevator.
V. The Party
Yan Qing stood at his door and saw that Hu Mei had already gone downstairs. He called out to Chen Lifang, who was still in the room, "Sister Fang, are you done?"
"Almost done. Come in and help me out," Chen Lifang said from inside.
Tonight was the National Day party, which all bank employees, including their families, could attend. Hu Zhongkui had to have dinner with the leaders, so he entrusted the task of picking up his wife and children to Yan Qing. Yan Qing entered Chen Lifang's bedroom and saw her wearing a strapless, tight-fitting evening gown that perfectly accentuated her beautiful curves. However, the zipper on the back wouldn't go up, so he gently lifted her breasts and zipped it up for her, laughing, "Dressed so provocatively, who are you trying to seduce this time?"
Chen Lifang would take any opportunity to be promiscuous with Yan Qing, and each time it was so wonderful that she sometimes couldn't even satisfy him. The satisfaction of her desire made her even more alluring. She nestled into Yan Qing's arms and whispered, "With you, would I dare to seduce anyone else?"
Although he had been passionately fighting with Xu Meihua that morning, Yan Qing still felt a surge of desire. He quickly pushed Chen Lifang away and said, "Let's go, or we won't be able to leave."
Chen Lifang sensed Yan Qing's arousal and was startled. She couldn't understand why Yan Qing was so strong, to the point that she could hardly handle it, so she obediently left Yan Qing and went downstairs. Hu Mei was waiting downstairs. As soon as she saw Yan Qing, she took his arm and walked towards the car, seemingly unaware that her developing breasts were rubbing against Fang Zhenyu's shoulder. Chen Lifang, watching from behind, frowned but didn't say anything.
Yan Qing was so uncomfortable that he almost hit Hu Mei, but fortunately they got into the car quickly. He was driving towards the Longcheng Hotel when Chen Lifang made him take another route. It turned out she was going to pick up people at the Provincial Public Security Bureau: Hu Zhongkui's nephew's wife and niece, He Xiuli and Dongfang Meiyu. Dongfang Meiyu, in particular, made Yan Qing almost drool. She was no more than twenty years old, yet possessed a stunning figure. Her fashionable attire accentuated her curves, and most importantly, she had a beautiful face that would make any boy and girl envious. She had large, bright eyes that seemed to see through everything, delicate double eyelids, a delicate nose that everyone loved, and a cherry-like mouth that always seemed to smile. Two dimples beside her cheeks made her face even more charming. Yan Qing couldn't help but think, "With a wife like this, I can live a life without regrets."
"Auntie, who is this man? He looks like a lecher," Dongfang Meiyu said, her face showing disdain as she saw Yan Qing looking at her like that.
"He's more than just a pervert, he's a sex fiend!" Chen Lifang thought to herself. She regretted letting Yan Qing pick them up. What if Yan Qing offended them? They were all people she couldn't afford to mess with. She said, "Xiaoyu, how can you talk about him like that? His name is Yan Qing, he's your uncle's right-hand man."
Yan Qing just smiled slightly at her and didn't say anything, focusing on driving. Hu Mei, however, said, "Cousin, you don't know how capable Brother Yan is!"
"Hmph!" Dongfang Meiyu just snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Everyone was silent on the way to the Longcheng Grand Hotel. The party was about to start, and naturally, Yan Qing sat with Chen Lifang and the others. The atmosphere of the party was very lively. Apart from a brief speech by the leaders at the beginning, most of the time was spent singing and dancing. Yan Qing's singing and dancing were the most eye-catching of the entire event. As a result, whenever he invited them, all the beautiful ladies were willing to sing and dance with him. He didn't miss a single song, and after almost half the time, almost every woman had danced with him. Some even danced two or three songs. However, he never invited Dongfang Meiyu, and Dongfang Meiyu never sang or danced with anyone.
Whether out of shyness or something else, Xu Meihua kept avoiding Yanqing. Yanqing finally managed to get her to dance, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he didn't dare go too far, dancing very properly with her, but he whispered, "Sister Meihua, have you forgotten your vow so quickly?"
To be honest, Xu Meihua wasn't a promiscuous woman; on the contrary, she was a strong woman. She had only been momentarily infatuated with Yanqing, and the feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Besides, once was stealing, twice was stealing, so she resigned herself to her fate. She whispered a curse, "You little pervert! You've made me weak all over; how can I dance? Do you think people will feel good seeing you dancing so intimately with Xueping and Liyuan?"
Yanqing tightened his grip slightly, pressing her breasts against his body, and said, "Don't worry, as long as it's convenient for you, I'll make you satisfied."
"You should be able to do what you say!" Xu Meihua said, realizing how promiscuous she had been as soon as she said it.
Yan Qing didn't speak, but squeezed her hand to show his approval. After dancing with Xu Meihua, he was about to rest when Hu Mei pulled him onto the dance floor. She pressed close to Yan Qing and whispered, "Brother Yan, can you do me a favor?"
Yan Qing smiled and said, "As long as you study well, I can help you with anything."
"Don't worry, I already know how to deal with life, and I definitely won't let you down."
"Okay, then tell me."
"Conquer my cousin, she's too arrogant."
"Okay." Yan Qing readily agreed. In fact, even if Hu Mei hadn't said it, he was determined to conquer this proud girl.
The next song was a tango. As soon as the music started, Yan Qing picked up a microphone and said loudly, "This song, I invite Miss Dongfang Meiyu to dance." After saying that, he went to Dongfang Meiyu's side and made a generous and elegant invitation gesture.
All eyes were on Yan Qing and Dongfang Meiyu. Several couples who wanted to enter also stopped. Dongfang Meiyu was stunned by this sudden attack. If Yan Qing had come to her in person to invite her, she could have refused. But he was inviting her through a loudspeaker. If she refused again, it would be impolite. Even if he didn't say that, in everyone's eyes, she had already lost. So she stood up, said coldly "thank you," and entered with Yan Qing. The others did not enter.
Having undergone training at the police academy, Dongfang Meiyu had intended to perform some tricks to embarrass Yan Qing, but her slender waist, barely manageable to be grasped, couldn't escape Yan Qing's large hands. The more she struggled, the stronger the heat from his hands became, making her weak all over. She had been paying considerable attention to Yan Qing while watching everyone sing and dance. Although she found him somewhat lecherous, she admired his masculine charm, dashing demeanor, and captivating dance moves. Therefore, as she danced, she became completely immersed. When the song ended, the entire audience erupted in thunderous applause, and she naturally bowed to the audience along with Yan Qing. Before they even left the dance floor, the music started again—disco. Led by Yan Qing, she began dancing again, the two weaving freely through the increasingly lively dance floor.
"Be my girlfriend!" Yan Qing shouted in Dongfang Meiyu's ear as the music ended.
Dongfang Meiyu finally came to her senses, broke free from Yanqing's hand, and said, "Don't even think about it!" before returning to her seat, though her heart remained restless.
The ball ended, and as usual, Yanqing drove He Xiuli and Dongfang Meiyu home. However, Hu Zhongkui was also in the car. Everyone chatted about the happy things that happened at the party, but Dongfang Meiyu remained silent. Yanqing didn't speak either, until Dongfang Meiyu got out of the car and started walking home. Then he loudly said, "Meiyu, I mean it," and drove off.
"What do you mean, 'I mean it'?" Hu Zhongkui asked.
Yanqing didn't hide anything, saying, "I'm pursuing her, I want her to be my girlfriend."
"That's impossible," Hu Zhongkui said.
"Why?"
"Because she already has a very outstanding boyfriend."
Yanqing said confidently, "No matter how outstanding he is, he can't compare to me. I will definitely succeed. Director, you won't object to me pursuing her, will you?"
"Why would I object? It's a good thing you're pursuing her. Besides, with your temper, even if I objected, would you listen?" Hu Zhongkui laughed.
"That's good."
"Brother Yan, I also believe you will succeed." Hu Mei also expressed her support, her words full of confidence in Yan Qing.
VI. Pink Memories
When Yan Qing's powerful "cannonball" entered her body, Lin Yubo felt as beautiful as if she were floating on air. She hugged Yan Qing tightly, kissed his face, and murmured, "You playboy, you playboy, you're so good, you're a real man." She had made an appointment with Yan Qing at the National Day Gala. While her husband was away on a business trip, she and Yan Qing returned to the hotel where Yan Qing had deflowered her years ago, to relive their passionate love.
Yan Qing caressed her smooth skin, kissed her high, firm breasts, and praised, "You've become even more mature and beautiful."
The two whispered sweet nothings for a while, then went to the bathroom to wash up, and returned to another clean bed to sleep in each other's arms. Perhaps exhausted, Yan Qing's breathing became steady, but Lin Yubo couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Her beautiful eyes would sometimes look at Yan Qing's face, sometimes at the room's furnishings. It was the same room from years ago, but Yan Qing had made it even more cozy. Lin Yubo's thoughts slowly drifted back to four years ago.
Lin Yubo and Yan Qing were classmates. There were five girls in their class, which, while not the fewest in university, was still considered a small number. However, they had one advantage over other classes: all five of them were very beautiful. The least attractive was Fu Xuemei, who was still above average in looks. Lin Yubo was the most beautiful, followed by Li Dan, Zhou Baofeng, and Zhou Baozhen. Baofeng and Baozhen were twins. The five of them lived in the same dormitory and were very close. Yan Qing was a famous handsome man in their class, and even in the whole school. He was also the best student in their class, and naturally, the most talked-about person among the five of them, and the object of their affections.
Lin Yubo was also deeply in love with Yanqing, but she was naturally proud. Seeing that Yanqing treated her the same as everyone else, and even noticing his closer relationship with Li Dan, who was less attractive than her, she intentionally distanced herself from him. She also began a close relationship with a very outstanding boy from the first year of high school. Unexpectedly, Yanqing enlisted in the army, leaving them behind.
That Saturday night after seeing Yanqing off, Lin Yubo felt somewhat lost and took a walk by the school pond. The Zhou sisters, Baofeng and Baozhen, found her. Baofeng said, "Yubo, we're throwing a farewell party for 'Prodigal Son' outside. Are you coming?" "
Prodigal Son" was the nickname the five of them had given Yanqing, and it had already spread throughout the school. Lin Yubo asked, "Who's coming?"
"Just the five of us," Zhou Baofeng said.
Lin Yubo initially wanted to refuse, but thinking that she might never see Yanqing again, she went along. When she arrived, she discovered they were in a hotel room, and Yanqing was already there.
This was a suite, one of which was a living room. The group was chatting in the living room when Zhou Baofeng looked at Lin Yubo and asked, "The prodigal son took leave and has to return to the military camp tomorrow noon, so we'll be spending the night here. Yubo, are you sure you're okay with that?"
Lin Yubo glanced at Li Dan, noticing her somewhat ambiguous expression. She thought, "Six people together, how could there be a problem? Maybe it's a cover for Yanqing and Li Dan's intimacy, keeping lovers apart. Let them have their fun." While she didn't approve of physical intimacy between couples, she didn't object either, so she said, "I'm fine."
"Alright, it's settled then. Whoever leaves halfway is a dog," Fu Xuemei said, extending her hand to hook with everyone.
Zhou Baozhen immediately took her hand, then the others followed suit, including Lin Yubo, thinking, "Fine, if I don't want to go back, I won't. Who's afraid of who?" The rest of the program was unremarkable. Everyone ordered food and drinks, and chatted as they drank. The wine was red, and not much, just a few sips. But when everyone was almost full, things changed. Zhou Baofeng was the first to complain about the heat, taking off her coat to reveal her tight-fitting upper body. Without the coat's cover, the deep V-neck revealed her snow-white breasts. What surprised Lin Yubo even more was that the others followed suit, removing their coats and displaying their beautiful figures.
Lin Yubo was considering whether he should do the same when Fu Xuemei said, "The prodigal son has arrived at the military camp. The camp is full of masculinity, but lacks gentleness. Tonight, let the prodigal son enjoy all the gentleness. Come, prodigal son, let me toast you first!" She then raised her glass and walked towards Yan Qing. Lin Yubo thought to herself, what's so gentle about this toasting? Then she saw Fu Xuemei pour the wine into her own mouth and then kiss Yan Qing's lips. The two embraced for a while before separating. Lin Yubo's heart pounded. What astonished her even more was that Li Dan and the Zhou sisters did the same.
"Yubo, won't you toast me?" Just as Lin Yubo was feeling lost and unsure whether she should do the same, Yan Qing's gentle and captivating voice rang in her ears. Lin Yubo looked at Yan Qing and saw him gazing at her, his eyes filled with tenderness. "
Never mind," Lin Yubo thought to herself. She already had feelings for him, and she might never see him again, so she'd give him her first kiss and end this unrequited love. Thinking this, Lin Yubo imitated them, taking a sip of wine and offering it to Yan Qing.
In Lin Yubo's imagination, Yan Qing would at most kiss her lightly, like he did with the others. But instead, he pulled her into his arms, his long tongue venturing into her mouth and swirling inside. Her heart raced, her body burning with heat. At that moment, she felt incredibly sweet and warm, and involuntarily offered her own tongue to Yan Qing's mouth, letting him suckle. When she finally left his embrace, she felt herself soaking wet, her mind a blur of passion.
“I can’t resist,” Li Dan said. “Yu Bo, you’re welcome to participate in the next program. If you don’t want to participate, you can just watch from the sidelines.”
Lin Yu Bo sobered up a bit upon hearing this. She thought, “How could I possibly participate in what you and Yan Qing are doing? But if you dare to perform on the spot, I can watch.” In the dormitory, they had seen videos of this kind before, but when she watched the rest, the shock she felt was indescribable. Li Dan threw herself into Yan Qing’s arms, kissing him while undressing him. Yan Qing did the same, quickly removing the few clothes Li Dan had on. Even more shockingly, Fu Xuemei and the Zhou sisters joined in. Fu Xuemei was vigorously sucking Yan Qing’s limp penis, while the similarly-looking Zhou sisters were performing a game of mutual masturbation in front of her. The living room was immediately filled with the sounds of breasts and buttocks, and soft moans. Such a glamorous scene was incomparable to those pornographic films. Lin Yu Bo’s breath quickened, her whole body heated up, and she almost couldn’t control herself and joined their ranks.
The real battle finally began. First, Li Dan took the initiative to tease Yan Qing's large member, then Yan Qing took the initiative to attack Fu Xuemei. Lin Yubo had seen those actions on video, but none were as vivid and sensual as this. Moreover, she had never imagined that a man could have a penis as thick and long as Yan Qing's. Only when Yan Qing's semen shot into Fu Xuemei and Li Dan's mouths like arrows did Lin Yubo breathe a sigh of relief.
"How was it?" The Zhou sisters surrounded Lin Yubo on either side, Zhou Baofeng asking.
Lin Yubo barely controlled her emotions, pretending to be very calm, and said, "Nothing much, just a little more real than those porn movies!"
"Alright, it's our turn to perform, so enjoy the show." Zhou Baozhen said, and she and her sister pounced on Yan Qing.
Lin Yubo thought to herself, "Yan Qing has already vented, what other tricks can you two come up with?" But when she saw Zhou Baofeng kissing Yan Qing's already limp penis, which was covered in the fluids of Li and Fu, she couldn't help but curse them for being lewd. Looking at Li Dan and Fu Xuemei, the two were already supporting each other as they walked towards the room, seemingly without any strength left.
Not long after, Lin Yubo noticed that Yan Qing's little brother had become erect again and was beginning to attack Zhou Baofeng. Afraid that she would eventually lose control, she dared not watch any longer and went into the room. She found Li and Fu lying on the bed after taking a shower, fast asleep, their beautiful faces showing expressions of happiness and satisfaction. The sound of wind and rain in the living room outside was rising again. "I should take a shower and go to bed," Lin Yubo thought, and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
Hiding in the bathroom, Lin Yubo finally couldn't resist masturbating until she reached orgasm, at which point she felt a little relieved. After showering, she went to bed, but she couldn't fall asleep. The Zhou sisters not only moaned loudly but also moved the battleground into the room. Their enchanting moans aroused Lin Yubo's already lingering desire, which even the blanket couldn't block out. Only after they finished and went to the bathroom to shower did she calm down a little.
"Yubo, we've satisfied the scoundrel's lust, so you'll sleep with him tonight," Zhou Baofeng said, standing naked in front of her bed and nudging her. Then she and Zhou Baozhen, who was also naked, went to another bed.
At this moment, Yan Qing also came to her bedside. Fortunately, he was wearing underwear and wasn't completely naked. He said, "Yubo, I'm sorry," and then lay down next to her, pulling the blanket over himself.
The evenings were already quite chilly this time of year, so Lin Yubo naturally didn't dare let Yanqing go without a blanket. She had to snuggle up a bit, but thankfully Yanqing didn't follow suit and quickly fell asleep. The Zhou sisters also began to snore, but how could Lin Yubo sleep? Her nose was filled with Yanqing's strong masculine scent, and her mind was filled with the pleasurable images of Li Dan and the others writhing and yielding beneath Yanqing. Every slight movement brought her into contact with Yanqing's warm body, a sensation like an electric shock that made her tremble.
Lin Yubo simply couldn't sleep. She didn't know how much time had passed when Yanqing rolled over, one hand pressing against the lower half of her breast, while one knee rested on her vulva. The electric shock sensation intensified, becoming even more exquisite. The only drawback was that his hand had gone a little too low. "If it were placed on my nipple, the sensation would be even more exquisite," Lin Yubo thought to herself. Hearing Yan Qing's even breathing, she slowly reached her hand down to his crotch. Not finding his thick, long member, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "He's already done four, he shouldn't be able to take advantage of me one last time tonight." So, she gently moved Yan Qing's hand to her own breast.
However, this was like an addiction, a vicious cycle, getting deeper and deeper. Lin Yubo was no longer satisfied with just having her hand there; she gently began to move it around, and of course, the sensation became even more intense. She forced herself to suppress a moan. Suddenly, she noticed that the hand was moving on its own, and her knee was also gently twitching. She heard Yanqing's heartfelt confession: "Sister Bo, actually I like you very much too, it's just that you're too proud."
Lin Yubo's reason finally crumbled completely. She turned around, hugged Yanqing tightly, and offered him a sweet kiss. The sensation was incredibly pleasurable, so much so that Yanqing, finding her clothes obstructing his movements, removed them one by one, which she didn't refuse. Yanqing guided her hand to caress his warm member, and she complied. This time, Yanqing's lips covered her breasts, his fingers caressing her clitoris. She couldn't help but tremble all over, a surge of heat flowing out, releasing her initial passion.
"Sister Bo, let me come to your house to play," Yanqing said affectionately and humorously, his fingers stirring vigorously on her clitoris.
"I've finally lost my virginity to this scoundrel!" Lin Yubo sighed inwardly. She could no longer endure the torment of desire and said shyly, "I've given myself to you, you can't tell them."
Yan Qing readily agreed. He climbed onto Lin Yubo's body, gently but painstakingly exploring, finally completely occupying her. Then he unleashed his special skill: his body remained still, but his penis powerfully churned within her.
After enduring the initial pain of her first night, Lin Yubo experienced unprecedented pleasure. She endured it, only trembling her round buttocks in response. When the climax arrived, she finally cried out, "Ah!"
"Who's talking in their sleep?" It was Li Dan's voice, startling Lin Yubo so much that she dared not move. But after only a short while, she couldn't resist anymore and demanded that Yanqing make his move. During her second climax, she didn't make a sound, but just held Yanqing tightly. However, she felt that Yanqing's large member was blocking her entrance, preventing the fluid from flowing out, which was very uncomfortable. She whispered, "You playboy, can you let the fluid out of my vagina?"
"I'm afraid it will soil their blankets."
"What are you afraid of? At most, I'll compensate them."
Yanqing did as she asked. As the fluid flowed out, Lin Yubo felt a wave of comfort, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, Yanqing's long spear forcefully thrust into her core. Caught off guard, she was attacked by an immense pleasure and involuntarily screamed.
"What's wrong?" With Zhou Baofeng's voice, all the lights came on, and four pairs of beautiful eyes turned to them. Their earlier activities had left the two women half-naked. Zhou Baofeng laughed, "Sorry, we didn't know you were working. Yu Bo, this isn't fair. We've let you see, you should let us see too."
"That's right!" the other three women echoed.
"What should we do?" Yan Qing asked.
Lin Yu Bo, who had been hiding shyly under Yan Qing's arm, saw Yan Qing's question and realized their words made sense. Besides, being so secretive wasn't comfortable, so she said, "Let them have it."
Yan Qing, of course, understood what she meant and began a fierce assault, giving Lin Yu Bo the ultimate pleasure. The man and five women played in the hotel until Yan Qing returned to his military camp.
Yan Qing's actions interrupted Lin Yubo's recollection. It turned out that Lin Yubo, lost in thought, had become aroused and began to caress Yan Qing again. Yan Qing, naturally, resumed his actions, asking, "Thinking about it again?"
"Yes," Lin Yubo replied, then asked, "How did you manage to get your hands on Li Dan and the other three?"
"I'll tell you later. By the way, weren't you dating that guy from the class of '95? How come you married Xu Huadong?" Xu Huadong was Lin Yubo's husband.
Lin Yubo groaned comfortably as she said, "Don't even mention that guy. He's done in less than a minute, and he has no passion whatsoever."
"What about Xu Huadong?"
"He's a little better, but of course, he can't compare to you, you rascal." Lin Yubo gently stroked Yan Qing's manhood.
"Looks like you're pretty wanton too."
"Meeting a scoundrel like you, it's impossible not to be lewd. You rascal, come in!" Lin Yubo spread her legs, and the two began their passionate encounter again.
VII. Playing Hard to Get
Upon hearing the knock, Yanqing opened the door, and her eyes lit up. A beautiful young woman stood gracefully in the doorway, wearing a fitted navy blue Japanese-style suit that was high-end and exquisite, highlighting her exquisite figure. Flesh-colored stockings perfectly outlined her beautiful legs, and a pair of black high heels accentuated her tall figure. A white floral scarf tied into a small flower at her chest added a touch of elegance and warmth against the dark suit. Her neat short hair and delicate gold-rimmed glasses revealed a pair of expressive eyes that were full of affection, captivating all who beheld her. It was He Xiuli, Hu Zhongkui's nephew's wife. He asked, "Miss He, is there something you need?"
He Xiuli seemed to really enjoy the man's amazed expression. Seeing Yan Qing's reaction, she smiled smugly and said, "My uncle wants you to come over and play mahjong." She turned away, but quickly returned, her beautiful eyes glancing at Yan Qing's bare chest, and said, "You should call me Madam Dongfang, not Miss He."
"Yes, I'll be right there." Having seen many beautiful women, Yan Qing ignored her flirtatious behavior and turned to close the door.
He Xiuli was surprised, but quickly recovered and returned to Hu Zhongkui's house.
A few minutes later, Yan Qing arrived and saw Hu Mei about to leave for self-study. He asked her some questions about her studies, which Hu Mei answered before leaving.
Seeing this scene, Ning Jing, who had already set up the table, smiled at Hu Zhongkui and said, "Only a playboy can teach Xiao Mei so well. Director Hu, you've hired a free tutor."
"Yes, I didn't expect Yan Qing to be so good at stock trading and also so good at teaching students. Since he's been guiding her, Xiao Mei's grades have been getting better and better." Hu Zhongkui's voice was full of gratitude.
He Xiuli looked at Yan Qing, her eyes shining with a strange light. While shuffling cards, she said, "He's so good at flirting with girls, no wonder some people are always cursing him."
"Who's cursing him?" Hu Zhongkui asked.
"Besides that jade, who else?"
Hu Zhongkui sighed, "It seems Zhong Hua has no hope."
"Why?" He Xiuli asked, puzzled. Zhong Hua was the son of the provincial organization minister, and he and Dongfang Meiyu had been dating for over a year. Both their families considered them the perfect couple. She didn't understand why Hu Zhongkui said that.
Ning Jing, standing nearby, chuckled, "Don't you understand? When a girl scolds another boy, it means she already cares about him."
Yan Qing smiled faintly, reached out from under the table, and nudged Ning Jing's thigh, saying, "We're playing cards, let's not talk about these things."
Ning Jing blushed and indeed fell silent. Hu Zhongkui also didn't want to say anything more and kept quiet. He Xiuli, though silent, kept her beautiful eyes lingering on Yan Qing's face.
The group played cards and joked, creating a relaxed atmosphere. Chen Lifang frequently poured tea and water for them. Perhaps it was good luck, or perhaps Yan Qing was truly skilled; out of ten hands, he won five, three of which were self-draws. This round was also a self-draw. He drew a two of bamboo, placed it in front of him, announced a self-draw, and then laid out the rest of his tiles.
As He Xiuli paid, she protested, "Yanqing, are you cheating? Why do you always draw the two of bamboo?"
Yanqing then remembered that he had drawn the two of bamboo himself in all three rounds. Taking advantage of the money, he grabbed her slender hand and laughed, "Don't you know men like to draw the two of bamboo?"
Everyone understood what he meant and laughed. He Xiuli trembled slightly at Yanqing's touch and the double entendre, blushing and speechless.
Just then, Liu Xueping arrived. Yanqing laughed, "Alright, here comes the one who always draws the one of bamboo. Let her play."
Everyone laughed again. Liu Xueping, however, didn't understand what they were talking about. When she asked, she realized Yanqing was teasing her. She playfully pinched Yanqing's thigh, saying, "Fine, I'll draw the one of bamboo then. Believe me or not, I'll draw it out and kill it!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Yanqing quickly surrendered. The group was used to such gossip and paid it no mind.
The card game continued, and Yanqing didn't leave, as he was waiting for Hu Mei to return so he could tutor her. As usual, he moved a chair and sat down next to Ning Jing, but this time He Xiuli sat on the other side. He Xiuli's skirt was very short, and Yanqing inadvertently caught a glimpse of her barely concealed underwear. He Xiuli quickly realized she was exposed, but she wasn't angry. She just secretly glared at Yanqing and squeezed her legs together. However, as she focused on the card game, she unconsciously opened her legs again, giving Yanqing a good look.
Soon, Hu Mei returned. Yanqing paced back and forth until Hu Mei finished her homework, then he continued to admire He Xiuli's beautiful figure. Just then, he heard someone banging loudly on his door, and a voice shouted, "Yanqing, come out here!" Although the voice was furious, it was surprisingly sweet.
He Xiuli laughed gleefully, "Yanqing, you're in trouble!"
"Who knows who's in trouble yet?" Yanqing said confidently, standing up to open the door and yelling outside, "Who's yelling like that? Trying to get themselves killed?"
A fragrant breeze wafted in, and a beautiful young woman rushed in—it was Hu Zhongkui's niece, He Xiuli's aunt, Dongfang Meiyu. As soon as she entered, she angrily roared at Yanqing, who had just closed the door, "You dare stand me up so many times!"
Dongfang Meiyu was wearing a tight-fitting shirt barely larger than a bra and jeans that were incredibly short. Her smooth waist and round navel were so beautiful, highlighting her alluring figure. Coupled with the blazing anger on her delicate face, she looked every bit the rebellious woman. Her shouts attracted Hu Mei, who was trying to sleep, but everyone remained silent, quietly watching how Yanqing would deal with this delicate young woman.
Yan Qing admired the beautiful woman before him, his expression quite calm as he said, "Miss, when did I stand you up?"
"Didn't you promise to go out with me?" Dongfang Meiyu's anger seemed to be escalating.
"Who promised you that? I just said I'd go if I had time."
"No time for me, but time to play mahjong!" Dongfang Meiyu's eyes were practically spitting fire.
"Miss, who are you to me? Just because I have time doesn't mean I have to be with you," Yan Qing said lazily.
Dongfang Meiyu choked, then said sullenly, "Didn't you say you wanted me to be your girlfriend? I'm your girlfriend!"
"Would a girlfriend who's someone else's bring other men to annoy her boyfriend? Would a girlfriend who's someone else's go out without consulting her boyfriend? Would a girlfriend who's someone else's bring other men along?"
Dongfang Meiyu seemed to be arguing, muttering, "You weren't even angry!"
"That's because I'm capable," Yan Qing said. It turned out that when Yan Qing first asked her out, she actually brought Zhong Hua and his group, and even came up with some difficult questions for him, which Yan Qing solved one by one and even retaliated against them.
"So what would it take to be your girlfriend?" Dongfang Meiyu was indeed attracted to Yan Qing, otherwise she wouldn't have kept asking him out after failing to challenge him once.
"Sever ties with Zhong Hua. If you want to go out and have fun, discuss it with me." Yan Qing's words were firm and decisive.
Such harsh conditions ignited Dongfang Meiyu's rebellious spirit. Without even thinking, she roared, "Want me to be your girlfriend? Go to hell!" She raised her hand to slap Yan Qing.
Yan Qing, quick as a flash, grabbed her slender hand, twisted it behind her back, ignoring her screams, pulled up a chair, and pressed her ample breasts against his lap, saying, "Want to hit me? Wait until you're my wife."
Hu Mei chuckled coquettishly and asked, "Brother Yan, how can I hit you just because I'm your wife?"
“Spare the rod and spoil the child,” Yan Qing said. He found it very comfortable to have Dongfang Meiyu’s firm breasts pressed against his thighs, so he gently rubbed them. He twisted her head with one hand, staring intently at her delicate face, and asked, “Tell me, will you be my girlfriend?”
While Yan Qing was talking to Hu Mei, Dongfang Meiyu had already stopped screaming. The friction against her breasts sent a wonderful sensation through her. She was not yet nineteen years old. Although she had been friends with Zhong Hua for over a year, Zhong Hua had only touched her hand once. This feeling was something she had never experienced before, which calmed her anger considerably. Seeing Yan Qing’s charming and dignified face, she couldn’t help but soften her heart and said, “I’ll be your girlfriend, okay? Let me go.”
“Fine, since you’re my girlfriend and you actually want to hit me, I’ll punish you properly. I’ll slap you three times. Tell me where to slap me.” Yan Qing raised his large hand, his thieving eyes scanning back and forth between Dongfang Meiyu’s delicate face and her high, round buttocks.
"..." Dongfang Meiyu was speechless. She felt wronged, but strangely, she also seemed to want Yan Qing's slap on her buttocks.
Hu Zhongkui, fearing that Yan Qing was going too far, quickly intervened, "Yan Qing, let it go."
Yan Qing, however, said domineeringly, "Even though you're my uncle, don't interfere with me teaching my wife." Good heavens, he automatically upgraded his girlfriend, using his hands and thighs to rub her ample breasts against his thighs.
Yan Qing's domineering image was deeply ingrained in Dongfang Meiyu's mind, and the even stronger pleasure in her breasts made her dizzy. She didn't mind Yan Qing upgrading her at all, and whispered sweetly, "Good man, just spank me, okay?"
"Slap—slap—slap." Three crisp sounds rang out, and in front of everyone, Yan Qing's three slaps landed on Dongfang Meiyu's round buttocks. Everyone was stunned. No one expected that the proud Dongfang Meiyu would let Yan Qing spank her in front of everyone.
Dongfang Meiyu was overwhelmed with shame. Yanqing's three slaps were perfectly timed, the pressure on her buttocks even more pleasurable than the friction on her breasts. When the third slap landed, she trembled, and a gush of fluid welled up from her lower body, soaking her underwear. She thought she had lost control of her bladder; little did she know, this was the climax of lovemaking.
Yanqing pressed his advantage, releasing her and saying, "We've disturbed their entertainment; let's all apologize." He repeatedly apologized to everyone.
Dongfang Meiyu also stood up, her eyes alluring, and coquettishly followed Yanqing in apologizing to everyone. However, her attire clashed with her demeanor, causing everyone to laugh.
Amidst the laughter, Dongfang Meiyu snapped out of her daze, glaring intently at Yanqing, and said, word by word, "Yanqing, you just wait!" She then opened the door and left.
The crowd burst into laughter again. Several women looked at Yanqing with strange expressions. The mahjong game was over, and everyone dispersed.
8.
Xie Enyan was driving, with his aunt Yu Xiaojiao beside him. Although Yu Xiaojiao was over forty, she looked like she was in her thirties, incredibly beautiful, especially after being pampered by Yanqing, her face radiant with youthful glow. Yanqing saw her in the rearview mirror and asked with a smile, "Sister Jiao, you look especially radiant today. Is it because you're about to meet your old flame?" Since Yanqing went to study in the county town and stayed at her house, he called his aunt "Sister Jiao," just like his cousin.
Yu Xiaojiao rolled her eyes at Yanqing, her expression like a young girl's, and scolded, "And you've already made him so dramatic as soon as we got out of the car! I was really afraid he'd notice." Today, the two were going to visit Zhang Wanli, the deputy director of the Personnel Department. It was this deputy director who helped Yanqing stay in the provincial capital. He was Yu Xiaojiao's old classmate; as for whether there were any other connections, only the two of them knew.
"Who told you to be so flirtatious? I couldn't resist." Yanqing said with deep affection. He loved his aunt from the bottom of his heart, but not in the way of romantic love. It was because Yu Xiaojiao had helped him learn and grow, and taught him the principles of being a good person. Therefore, he tried his best to satisfy all of Yu Xiaojiao's needs, including her physical needs.
"Still so sweet-talking. Tell Sister Jiao, how many girls have you managed to seduce?" Yu Xiaojiao also genuinely liked this little nephew who could satisfy her. Back then, she had taken a liking to his handsome appearance and brought him from the countryside to the county town to be raised. Now he had finally grown into a handsome husband.
"Not many, three or five, I guess." Yanqing laughed, and then asked, "How is Fengwu?"
Fengwu was Yu Xiaojiao's youngest daughter, who had graduated two years earlier than Yanqing. Because she and her boyfriend had been assigned to work in another county, Yanqing wanted to find time to visit her, but hadn't been able to yet. Yu Xiaojiao said, "She's doing well, but she misses you, you naughty guy." Yu Xiaojiao reached out and touched Yanqing's thigh.
As they spoke, they arrived at the personnel department's dormitory area. Having been there before, the two easily entered Zhang Wanli's home, where, having made a prior phone appointment, Zhang Wanli was already waiting. The old friends were naturally delighted to see each other. Yu Xiaojiao brought many local specialties from her hometown, exactly what the Zhang family loved to eat. Zhang Wanli's wife, Deng Ping, was also very pleased to see them. Soon after, Zhang Wanli's son, Zhang Jian, returned, bringing his girlfriend, Sun Xiaowen, who was also a very pretty girl.
After chatting for a while, Deng Ping wanted to cook, but Zhang Wanli said, "Never mind, you have to go on duty, and Xiaojiao rarely comes over. Let's just go to a restaurant."
Deng Ping naturally didn't object, so they all got to work. Yu Xiaojiao, quite familiar with them, asked, "Where's Hongmei?"
"She went to boarding school by herself and rarely comes back on weekends," Deng Ping said.
Yan Qing had also come with Yu Xiaojiao before, but he didn't know who Hongmei was. Yu Xiaojiao noticed his confusion and smiled, "Hongmei is Director Zhang's daughter. She's still in university and is very beautiful. You two should get to know each other sometime."
"Oh!" Yan Qing didn't dare say anything in front of her parents.
The group followed Zhang Wanli to a large hotel, booked a private room, and ate, drank, and sang karaoke. They got along very well. However, around 7 PM, Deng Ping went to work, and Zhang Jian was suddenly called away by his superior, leaving only four people in the room. Zhang Wanli and Yu Xiaojiao were old classmates and naturally had a lot to talk about. Yan Qing and Sun Xiaowen had just met. Yan Qing didn't mind, but Sun Xiaowen was a little shy. Fortunately, Yan Qing was good at teasing girls, so they managed to keep the conversation going.
"Wanli, I heard that a new scenic spot called Cuihu Lake has been developed in the provincial capital. Won't you take me to visit it?" Yu Xiaojiao suddenly suggested.
“Okay, Yanqing, you take Xiaowen home, and your aunt and I will go boating on the lake. What do you think?” Zhang Wanli said.
“Uncle Zhang, I’ve never been to Cuihu Lake before, and I really want to go. Since we have the chance today, why don’t we all go together?” Sun Xiaowen said. She had indeed never been to Cuihu Lake, but she didn’t want to go with Yanqing, even though she thought he was handsome and humorous. However, Deng Ping had told her to keep an eye on Zhang Wanli and Yu Xiaojiao, so she had no choice but to go.
“Alright!” Zhang Wanli became a little awkward. After thinking for a moment, he added, “Why don’t we just have the driver go back, and we’ll ride in Yanqing’s car?”
“Okay! Uncle Zhang, don’t worry, we’ll definitely have a lot of fun tonight.” Yanqing gave Zhang Wanli and Yu Xiaojiao a somewhat ambiguous look.
Cuihu Lake is actually a tributary of the X River, which flows through the provincial capital. After a dam was built to raise the water level, the surrounding valleys became a lake. The dozen or so small hills in the lake are densely forested, making it a great place for recreation, hence the name Cuihu (Emerald Lake). However, Cuihu Lake is famous not for its hills, but for its lake itself. Investors built dozens of small boats, each seating two to six people, which can be rowed by hand or pedaled. They are equipped with comprehensive collision protection facilities, so even those who can't row can master the boats in less than two minutes. Thick curtains surround the boats, obscuring the people on board – in short, it's a perfect place for lovers to meet in secret. Cuihu Lake is located in the suburbs, and Yanqing and his group arrived in less than twenty minutes.
At this time, Green Lake wasn't exactly deserted, but there weren't many people either. Yanqing had rented a six-seat boat from the boat management office. After helping Zhang Wanli and Yu Xiaojiao onto the boat, he pulled Sun Xiaowen, who was about to board, off the boat. He said to Zhang Wanli, "Uncle Zhang, you two go ahead and enjoy your ride. Miss Sun and I have some things to do." With that, he untied the mooring rope and pushed the boat away.
"What do you mean?" Sun Xiaowen asked, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yanqing as the boat sailed away.
Yan Qing met her gaze and said, "I want to ask you what you mean. Old classmates meeting up have a lot to say, why are you getting involved?"
Sun Xiaowen was speechless. She hadn't wanted to go in the first place, but with Yan Qing pulling her along, it seemed even more natural. She asked, "So, what should we do?"
"Let's just stroll around."
So the two of them strolled along the lakeside path. Sun Xiaowen, a Chinese literature major working at the city's education bureau, was a literature enthusiast. Yan Qing, who also had a good grasp of literature, got along well with her. However, as they walked, Sun Xiaowen ran into several acquaintances and had to find ways to avoid them. For Yan Qing, this was nothing, but Sun Xiaowen worried that it would arouse Zhang Jian's suspicion. "Why don't we get on the boat too?" Sun Xiaowen remembered her mission.
"Okay," Yan Qing agreed and immediately went to rent a four-seater boat.
Sun Xiaowen hesitated for a moment, but still boarded the boat. Her original intention was to call Zhang Wanli's boat back, but Yanqing had already rented it, so she let it go. The small boat left the dock and slowly sailed into the lake. The moon was high in the sky, its crescent light illuminating the beautiful mountains on both sides. Yanqing's boating skills were superb; he didn't need Sun Xiaowen's help at all. Sun Xiaowen looked at the scenery on both sides and the boats completely covered by curtains, then at Yanqing, who was focused on rowing, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"What are you laughing at?" Yanqing looked at Sun Xiaowen.
"You're so naughty," Sun Xiaowen said.
"How so?"
"Tonight, you created an opportunity for Uncle Zhang and your aunt. And seeing how skilled you are at rowing, I know you often bring girls here."
"You're wrong about me. I learned to row at the beach." Yan Qing said, admiring the beautiful woman opposite him. She had a slender figure, wearing a light red mesh top that strained her full breasts. Under the bright moonlight, her white bra stood out prominently. She wore a black flesh-colored tulle skirt, revealing half of her snow-white thighs, and beige high-heeled shoes. Through the tulle skirt, her pink thong panties were clearly visible, tightly enveloping her large, plump vulva, like a small steamed bun sandwiched between her thighs.
Sun Xiaowen didn't know that Yan Qing could see her so clearly in the darkness. For comfort, she had spread her legs wide. She asked in surprise, "Are you from the coast?"
"No, I served in the army there."
"You served in the army?" Sun Xiaowen remembered Zhang Wanli saying that Yan Qing was assigned there after graduating from university.
“Yes, I served in the army for two years during my university years.”
Sun Xiaowen was very interested and asked, “Can you tell me about it?”
“Of course.” Yan Qing saw that the boat was in the lake and there were no other boats around, so he stopped rowing, walked over to Sun Xiaowen, sat down, and began to tell her.
The small boat swayed gently, the night was so beautiful, and Yan Qing’s story was so captivating that Xiaowen listened with rapt attention, completely unaware that Yan Qing had pulled her into his arms. Because of the slight chill, she snuggled her whole body into his warm embrace until Yan Qing put his hand under her crotch. She was startled awake, but she didn’t scream. Instead, she struggled gently and pleaded, “You bad boy, don’t do this!”
Yan Qing wouldn’t listen to her. He pressed some kind of mechanism, and the curtains around the boat fell down, covering the boat’s sides. The boat’s lights also came on, not very brightly, but with a hazy, beautiful glow. He kissed her small lips, silencing her, while one hand began to undress her, teasing her sensitive spots. Sun Xiaowen couldn't struggle, and Yanqing's skillful technique aroused her desire. She was a romantic woman by nature; otherwise, she wouldn't have gone on the boat with Yanqing. The current experience gave her a thrilling pleasure, so she let go. Therefore, when Yanqing released her lips to kiss her breasts, she didn't cry out; instead, she moaned and offered her breasts, her hands caressing Yanqing's body.
Seeing that she had given in, Yanqing released her and began to admire her closely. Sun Xiaowen's face was flushed with spring, her bright red lips were slightly upturned, and her straight, delicate nose exhaled fragrant breath. Her large, pear-shaped breasts had pink, lotus-seed-sized nipples that stood erect on bright red areolas. Combined with her snow-white and delicate skin, the contrast of white, red, and black was dazzling and breathtaking. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Xiaowen, you are so beautiful." As he spoke, he kissed her again, from her eyes and nose all the way to her beautiful flower core.
Although Sun Xiaowen had been intimate with Zhang Jian, she had never experienced such stimulating activity. She was frantic, fully cooperating with Yan Qing's actions. Yan Qing shoved his thick, long member into her mouth, and she sucked on it without hesitation. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, pushing away Yan Qing's head buried between her legs, and cried out, "Good man, love me well with your treasure!"
Just at this crucial moment, Sun Xiaowen's phone rang. It was Zhang Wanli calling her back. "What should I do?" she asked. She desperately wanted to, but didn't want her future father-in-law to suspect anything.
Yan Qing sat back down in the rowing position, lifted his large member, and said, "Get on, we'll play and head back."
Sun Xiaowen finally got on, quickly swallowing Yan Qing's large member. She felt incredibly hot and full; her vagina had never felt so satisfied. With every movement, the pleasure was so intense that she tightly hugged Yan Qing's neck and began to move wildly.
Yanqing pressed the mechanism, lowering the curtain at the bow of the boat halfway down. He then rowed and pedaled, propelling the boat forward swiftly.
Sun Xiaowen, unsure of being seen, became even more unrestrained. Near the shore, she reached climax. She wanted a second time, but Yanqing stopped her: "Get off. We'll play again later. I'll make you even happier than today."
Sun Xiaowen regained her senses, got off, and put on her clothes. Then she helped Yanqing put on his pants. When she saw his penis, now even larger from the stimulation, she couldn't help but kiss it before tucking it into his pants, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, I made you uncomfortable."
Yanqing laughed, "Since you love it so much, it's already satisfied."
"You naughty boy!" Sun Xiaowen playfully punched Yanqing's firm chest.
Only two minutes after they reached the shore, Zhang Wanli and his companion returned. Judging from their expressions, it was clear they had accomplished their goal. They chatted and laughed all the way to the Zhang family's house. As Zhang Wanli got out of the car, he said to Yan Qing, "You're a clever young man. Come visit us more often!"
Passing the Construction Bank, Yu Xiaojiao also got out of the car, and Yan Qing escorted Sun Xiaowen to her door. "I'll find a way to make you happy too," Sun Xiaowen said before getting out of the car.
"There will be a chance. Didn't Uncle Zhang say I'm welcome to visit your house often?"
"You wish!" Sun Xiaowen said coquettishly, but still kissed Yan Qing before getting out of the car. After getting out, she kept turning back to look at him, seemingly very reluctant to leave.
IX. Authority
Yan Qing had just arrived at his office in the afternoon when Liu Xueping pulled him through the general office. During the push and pull, Liu Xueping's firm breasts brushed against Yan Qing's body. Yan Qing laughed, "If you keep doing this, I'll accuse you of indecent assault, or use you to relieve my pent-up desire."
Liu Xueping blushed but didn't let go, saying, "Come on, if you dare."
Once inside the general office, Yan Qing discovered that everyone in the office, including the director Hu Zhongkui, was already there, plus a beautiful young woman. He couldn't help but ask, "Another meeting? Why weren't you notified me beforehand? I have a lot of work to do this afternoon."
Everyone in the room laughed. The young woman then walked over... Meng Qijun approached Yan Qing and said, "Don't rush, it's just a small ceremony, it won't take long and won't interfere with your work."
The beautiful woman in front of him was about thirty years old, around 1.60 meters tall, with a medium build. She had a stylish short haircut that covered her ears, almond-shaped eyes, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. She was fair-skinned and elegant, wearing a well-tailored, fitted, beige wool suit skirt. A delicate pink scarf was tied around her chest with a pretty little flower. Her legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, had beautiful curves, and her black high heels were a perfect match. Exquisite gold earrings and a diamond ring on her hand showed her nobility and wealth. Yan Qing didn't know who she was. He glanced at her and asked, "What ceremony?"
"A discipleship ceremony!" the woman said, pulling over a chair for Yan Qing to sit down. Then she called out to Meng Qijun, "Meng Qijun, hurry up!" and reached out to pinch Meng Qijun's ear.
Meng Qijun blushed, muttering, "Yes, yes, yes." He picked up a cup of tea and respectfully approached Yan Qing, saying, "Disciple greets Master." He made a move to kneel.
Yan Qing quickly stopped him, asking, "What's going on?"
The noblewoman said, "He said he'd become your disciple if he lost. Now that he's lost, of course he wants to become your disciple."
"How can that be? We were just joking," Yan Qing said. It turned out that after everyone pooled their money to buy Yan Qing a computer, they hadn't given him any suggestions for over ten days. When asked, he said there weren't any suitable options. Meng Qijun then accused Yan Qing of being undeserving of a good reputation, and even claimed to have a stock he was sure would make money. Yan Qing said that if he sold that stock on Thursday, he'd make a small profit; if he sold it on Friday morning, he'd either break even or lose a little; and if he sold it in the afternoon, he'd definitely lose a lot of money. Meng Qijun insisted that it was true, and that he'd become Yan Qing's disciple. Now it seemed he'd lost a lot of money.
"A real man shouldn't go back on his word! If he can't become your disciple, I'll divorce him when we get back," the noblewoman said.
Yan Qing then realized that the wealthy woman was Meng Qijun's wife. Although she spoke very calmly, there was an underlying arrogance in her voice. Seeing Meng Qijun's pleading expression, he knew she meant what she said. He didn't want her family to break apart because of him, so he took the tea, took a sip, and said, "Alright, I'll take this apprentice."
Everyone applauded, and the wealthy woman's face brightened. She asked, "Master, what should we do next?"
Yan Qing didn't mind her address and asked, "How much have you lost?"
"A little over ten thousand!" Meng Qijun stammered.
Yan Qing glanced at the woman's attire and said, "You can afford to lose ten or twenty thousand. Cut your losses immediately and earn it back elsewhere. Otherwise, you might not get this money back for eight or ten years."
The woman said to Meng Qijun, "Hurry up and do as Master says!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Meng Qijun quickly went to do it.
"Master, how did you come to this conclusion?" The noblewoman asked Yanqing with a look of admiration, clearly regarding him as her master.
Yan Qing greatly admired the beautiful woman before him. With just a few words from him, she had given up over ten thousand yuan – something even a man wouldn't easily do. He smiled and said, "I'm just Meng Qijun's mentor; you don't need to call me mentor." Little did he know, buying this particular stock was this woman's idea. She had consulted many so-called experts; otherwise, given her status and personality, how could she so easily submit to someone?
The wealthy woman smiled and said, "A husband's mentor is naturally a wife's mentor. The ancients said, 'A married woman follows her husband,' and 'A wife follows her husband's lead.'
" "No one would believe you'd say that!" Yan Qing thought to himself. Of course, he wouldn't say it aloud. He said, "Since that's the case, call me whatever you want. But I still don't know my apprentice's name."
"Excuse me. My name is Cao Mengjun."
"Oh," Yan Qing said, seemingly understanding. "Actually, it's quite simple. Didn't the Ministry of Information Industry announce a new information industry policy last week? I don't need to elaborate on how the market will change according to this policy. The temporary rise is just speculation by the big players."
"Understood, thank you, Master!" Cao Mengjun turned to everyone and said, "I'm holding an apprenticeship banquet at the Sky Hotel tonight. If you don't come, you're disrespecting me. I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Master!" With that, she really left, leaving only a lingering fragrance.
Watching her go, Yan Qing said with lingering fear, "Who is she? So formidable."
Li Yuan laughed, "Who is she? Meng Qijun's wife, your apprentice!"
"No wonder Meng Qijun always looks down on himself. Marrying a wife like that, he's going to suffer."
Liu Xueping laughed, "Who's as formidable as you? You even managed to subdue someone as unruly as Dongfang Meiyu."
Hearing that Yan Qing was formidable, Xu Meihua thought of that aspect and felt her face flush slightly. She quickly said, "She's the daughter of the Provincial Party Secretary. You've really climbed the social ladder, becoming her master. You can sit on equal footing with the Provincial Party Secretary now. Don't forget us after you get promoted."
Yan Qing smiled bitterly, "I'd rather not have an apprentice like that."
Everyone laughed loudly, and after laughing, they dispersed. Yan Qing, having some business to attend to, returned to his office. The bank had given him a task: to draft a plan within two days to accelerate the bank's automation process. He buried himself in writing for over an hour before finishing. After letting out a long sigh and stretching, he made a copy and took it to Zhang Juan to print.
Zhang Juan finished processing the paper, stood up, and started printing before asking, "Yan Qing, did you really manage to tame that Dongfang Meiyu? So she's your girlfriend now?"
Yan Qing sighed, "Don't mention that hottie. She's trying to get back at me."
Everyone in the office knew that Hu Zhongkui had a very beautiful but also very difficult niece, and Zhang Juan knew this too. She said with some sympathy, "You've already succeeded in getting her to deal with you. Many people would rather not even get a glimpse of her." "I believe it won't be long before she truly becomes your girlfriend."
Yanqing sensed a hint of unease in Zhang Juan's words and couldn't help but look at her. She was slender and beautiful, about 1.60 meters tall, with long, flowing hair and an elegant attire. Although her eyes were slightly small, they were very delicate. She wore a light blue vest and a white crocheted blouse, paired with a plain floral skirt. Her legs were bare, without stockings, but her long, fair skin was incredibly alluring. On her feet were a pair of high-end black patent leather strap high-heeled sandals, revealing the beautiful curves of her feet. As she spoke, a hint of melancholy crossed her face, and she couldn't help but laugh, "Zhang Juan, you're not jealous
, are you?" Zhang Juan, her face flushed, stared at Yan Qing, her eyes wide as if she wanted to devour him, and said, "Only a fool would be jealous of someone like you. I'm just worried you'll end up like Meng Qijun." She was self-aware enough to know she wasn't good enough for Yan Qing, and therefore had never harbored any improper thoughts. Besides, with Dongfang Meiyu now, she couldn't compare to her in terms of looks or family background. She was just a little disappointed to see Yan Qing settled down, having lost her target.
Yan Qing smiled and said, "If I end up like Meng Qijun, unable to get in the door, I'll come to you. Will you fulfill my needs?"
Zhang Juan's heart raced, her face flushed even more, and she scolded, "You're always gossiping like this, I'm not talking to you anymore." Saying she wouldn't speak to Yan Qing, she added, "Someone like you, even if you had everything you wanted at home, you'd never be satisfied. The wildflowers always smell sweeter than the garden flowers!"
Yan Qing's heart stirred. Seeing no one outside, he smiled and said, "You really understand men's psychology. Why don't you be my wildflower?" With that, he wrapped his arms around Zhang Juan's slender waist from behind, his large hands gently rubbing her flat stomach.
Zhang Juan was startled but didn't scream. She found Yan Qing's strong masculine scent so pleasant, and a heat emanated from his large hands, seeping into her lower abdomen and spreading towards her bladder—it was so wonderful that it made her feel like she needed to urinate. The more she struggled, the stronger the feeling became, and she almost collapsed into Yan Qing's arms. She couldn't help but moan, "You rascal, no, not here..."
Yan Qing became even more smug, his hands moving up and down, touching Zhang Juan's full vulva and high breasts, laughing... He said, "Then where can I pick you, this wildflower?"
Zhang Juan realized she had misspoke, but couldn't correct herself. Her body trembled from his caresses; she felt her crotch was already wet. Barely supporting herself, she pulled his hand away from her crotch, shoved the printed document into his hand, and scolded, "Go away, come find me after you've dealt with your 'domestic flower'."
Yan Qing kissed her delicate cheek and whispered, "You wait, I'll have her come and invite you." With that, he walked away triumphantly.
Zhang Juan was stunned. Hadn't she agreed to be Yan Qing's mistress? Mistress it was, she thought, since she liked him. But then she realized it was impossible; what woman would invite another woman to be her husband's mistress? She couldn't help but curse Yan Qing for making fun of her.
10. Neighbor
Yanqing finished showering and went to Ningjing's house downstairs. Hu Zhongkui was away on a business trip that night, and Chen Lifang was working the night shift. Liu Xueping and Meng Qijun had arranged to play mahjong, so they moved the game to Ningjing's place. Originally, Yanqing had suggested playing at Ningjing's place a long time ago, because it would affect Hu Mei's studies if she stayed at Hu's house, but it hadn't been done yet.
An Jing had just finished showering and was wearing a semi-transparent nightgown. Under the light, her blue bra and pink panties were faintly visible. She led Yan Qing to sit on the sofa, handed him a drink, and said, "Wait a moment, they'll be here soon."
Yan Qing withdrew his admiring gaze from An Jing, sipped his drink, and looked around the living room. Although the layout was the same as his own home, it was much more elegant. Aside from the high-end furniture and appliances, the reproductions of famous paintings on the walls and the exquisite pink curtains alone created a warm and romantic atmosphere. He couldn't help but praise, "Sister Jing, you have such good taste. Guo Kaiping is truly blessed to have you."
An Jing was pleased to hear him praise her decor, but when he mentioned her fiancé, she became shy and retorted, "He's not as lucky as you. You managed to have the Provincial Public Security Bureau Chief as your father-in-law." It turned out that Dongfang Meiyu's father was the Provincial Public Security Bureau Chief.
Yan Qing smiled wryly, "It's not that easy. That hot girl is probably thinking of some way to mess with me."
"Judging from her reaction, I believe she's definitely yours," Ning Jing comforted her, then chuckled and said, "I never thought anyone would feel good after being spanked." Perhaps she thought the word "buttocks" was a bit vulgar, because her face turned red.
Yan Qing saw Ning Jing's beautiful face bloom like a spring flower when she smiled and was greatly moved. He laughed and said, "Let me spank you and you'll know."
"Pah! I'm not that cheap," Ning Jing glared at Yan Qing reproachfully. Seeing the clock on the wall, it was already past eight o'clock, and no one had arrived yet. She said, "What's wrong with them? They invite me out, but they're not on time."
Just then, the phone rang. Ning Jing answered it. It was Liu Xueping calling, saying that Meng Qijun had something to do at home and couldn't come. She was inviting other people, and if there weren't enough people, the party wouldn't happen. Seeing that Ning Jing's expression was off, Yan Qing asked, "Jing-jie, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, Meng Qijun isn't coming, and Xue Ping is looking for someone, so the game might not be able to happen," Ning Jing explained.
Yan Qing laughed, "Actually, I also think playing cards isn't very fun. We'd rather have a good chat."
"What's there to talk about with you? You should go find that jade," Ning Jing laughed.
Yan Qing pointed to her chest and smiled ambiguously, "Actually, I have a lot of jade. There are two here, and they're quite big, but they don't belong to me."
"Get lost," Ning Jing slapped Yan Qing's hand away, her face turning red. She changed the subject, saying, "The team has started training. Why haven't I seen you around?" A basketball tournament was being held in the city on New Year's Day, and Ning Jing was a member of the women's team. The men's and women's teams trained together, which was why she asked this.
Yanqing laughed, "You know I'm a pro at 'playing the ball,' I don't need training."
"How would I know you're a pro at 'playing the ball'? I've never played with you," Ningjing said, realizing she'd circled back to the topic of men and women, and that he'd even taken advantage of her a little. She blushed slightly, about to scold him, when the phone rang again. She answered, "No games tonight." "
That's fine, I'll go online and see if there's a chance to make some money these next few days. There should be a chance," Yanqing said, standing up to open the door.
Ningjing said, "You playboy, can you teach me how to read K-line charts?"
"You've entered the market too?" Yanqing asked in surprise.
Ningjing became embarrassed, saying, "I saw you all made money, so I tried it out."
"The stock market is very risky; you have to be very careful," Yanqing said with concern.
"That's why I want you to teach me!" Ningjing's words already had a hint of coquetry.
Ning Jing had placed her computer in her bedroom for easy internet access. "Okay," Yan Qing agreed, following her into the bedroom.
Ning Jing's bedroom, like the living room, was decorated very warmly, giving Yan Qing a strange feeling. Ning Jing, focused on learning, didn't notice Yan Qing's expression. She sat down at the computer, turned it on, and accessed the stock market charts, asking Yan Qing for advice. Yan Qing, suppressing his lustful thoughts, provided a detailed analysis and explanation, finally explaining why the stock he favored, X, was expected to rise, based on the current economic situation.
"So, we can buy it tomorrow?" Ning Jing turned her head and asked excitedly.
"Of course," Yan Qing said. As he leaned over to look at the charts, he was captivated by Ning Jing's high breasts and deep cleavage. Now, with her red lips at his lips, he couldn't resist and kissed her, his large hands caressing her breasts.
Ning Jing was instantly bewildered. She pulled away from Yan Qing's large mouth and moaned, "You rascal, don't do this."
Her voice, as sweet as a nightingale's song, did not stop Yan Qing's actions; instead, it emboldened him. He casually unhooked her bra. A pair of snow-white breasts stood before him, their two purple nipples round and large, surrounded by red areolas that accentuated their allure. Between them was a deep cleavage, making Yan Qing lose his mind, his heart race, and his mouth water. He lifted Ning Jing from the chair, holding her tightly, caressing her as he removed her nightgown.
Ning Jing already liked Yan Qing very much, and how could she resist his skillful teasing? She quickly lost her senses, not only letting his long tongue invade her mouth but also letting his small tongue explore hers, melting completely in his arms.
Yanqing released her, freeing himself in the process. Looking at Ning Jing again, he saw her face flushed, her body leaning against the edge of the bed, her hands tidying her hair. Her breasts were high and prominent, the red nipples delicate, round, firm, and soft yet firm. With every slight movement, they seemed about to fall. Her large eyes were alluring, her lips curved in a soft smile. Every inch of her body radiated intense heat, burning him intensely. He couldn't help but step forward, embracing her slender waist, pressing her private parts against his swollen member. He lifted her head, gazing deeply into her eyes, which were like autumn water, and said, "Sister Jing, let me love you properly!"
"You scoundrel, you've ruined Sister Jing!" Ning Jing groaned, trembling, yet unwilling to push Yanqing away. Instead, she thrust her breasts and genitals towards him.
Yanqing pressed her onto the bed, kissing every inch of her skin until she could no longer bear the torment of desire and begged him for love. Only then did he launch his attack. Although Ning Jing had been dating Guo Kaiping for two or three years and was already engaged, they had only ever touched each other's breasts and kissed. Now, with Yanqing's fierce penetration, she screamed in pain, but the pain could not offset the pleasure. She still bravely responded, and soon, the pain subsided, and she sang even louder until the climax arrived. Only then did she tightly hug Yanqing, panting heavily.
Yanqing stopped what he was doing, lying on top of Ningjing, gently kissing her eyelids and red lips, his fingers playing with her nipples, which were even more erect from passion. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your first time."
"You knew, that's good. Now that you've got that jade, don't forget me," Ningjing said coquettishly. She didn't regret giving her first time to this man who wasn't her husband. The pain of her first night didn't affect her experience of the pleasure of lovemaking. At the same time, she was also clearly aware that he was definitely not someone she could have.
"How could that be? Even if I had many women, I would still cherish you the same way," Yanqing said confidently. He asked, "Are you safe today?"
"Why do you ask?"
"If you're safe, I'll ejaculate inside you. That will make your face even more beautiful and make you even happier."
"You're going to ejaculate so quickly? I want more!" Ningjing had just tasted the pleasure of lovemaking and of course didn't want it to end so soon.
"Don't worry, if I can't satisfy you, what kind of man am I, and I wouldn't be called a playboy."
"Then just shoot hard." Ning Jing said lasciviously, her buttocks trembling. She felt uncomfortable with that thick, long thing inside her for too long without moving.
Yan Qing then began to move, teaching Ning Jing how to cooperate and how to take the initiative. The two turned over and over, and after an unknown amount of time, Ning Jing finally couldn't withstand Yan Qing's onslaught and surrendered. Yan Qing also ejaculated his life essence deep inside her. The two of them gasped for breath until Yan Qing's penis slid out of Ning Jing's body on its own, and only then did they catch their breath. "Was it beautiful?" Yan Qing asked.
"If I had known it was this wonderful, I wouldn't have given you my first time."
The two of them washed up, went back to bed, and whispered sweet nothings to each other for a while, comforting Ning Jing until she fell asleep. Only then did Yan Qing finish and leave.

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