【City of Dreams】(161-162) Author: ray1628

Author: ray1628
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Chapter 161 Seeking Help

"Hey, copying my homework is one thing, but can you at least stop making such a mess of my desk!" Guo Xuanguang couldn't help but
complain when he saw the mess on his desk. "Can't you
put everything away properly after you're done copying? Do you have to make such a mess to feel comfortable? There's no maid here!"

"Is it really necessary?" Guo Xiaocheng was a little confused. "It's always been like this! Anyway, it's all the same,
you can't find your books anywhere."

Guo Xuanguang was even more indignant. "What do you mean 'all the same'? How can this be the same? The past is the past, but I don't like it like this
now !"

Guo Xiaocheng retorted, "Hey, have you taken the wrong medicine today? Why are you talking to me like that?
Hehe, I guess you haven't been with any women lately, and you're getting restless!"

These two always worked together to persuade each other. This was probably
the first time they'd argued like this since starting university, and the other students in the classroom were all watching them.

Feeling embarrassed by everyone's stares, Guo Xuanguang was a little embarrassed. Actually, Guo Xiaocheng had always borrowed Guo Xuanguang
's lessons like this, and Guo Xuanguang had never minded before. He didn't know why Guo Xiaocheng had suddenly become so angry today.

"You, you… what do you mean you haven't been with any women lately? I, I've never been with any women!" Guo Xuanguang didn't want
to argue anymore, so he threw down those words and turned to leave.

Guo Xiaocheng immediately caught up with Guo Xuanguang, putting his arm around his shoulder and saying, "Brother, don't be nervous, it's a normal reaction.
I've been there, I understand how you feel. Hehe, if
you do , you'll feel like this. How about this, tonight I'll have some fun with you, I
guarantee it'll cure you!"

Guo Xuanguang was both amused and exasperated by Guo Xiaocheng, shaking off his hand and saying, "Come on, I don't want to be taken to
the police station !"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get me wrong!" Guo Xiaocheng squinted and said, "I didn't say I was going to do anything
illegal, I just want to go clubbing!" Guo Xuanguang naturally understood what Guo Xiaocheng meant and
didn't bother to argue. However, he just wasn't in the mood to hang out with Guo Xiaocheng, so he made an excuse to get rid of him.

Looking back, Guo Xuanguang realized that Guo Xiaocheng might be right; he was indeed thinking about Liu Ying, whom he hadn't seen for a while
. But whether it was to see Liu Ying or to be intimate with her, Guo Xuanguang
couldn't say .

Frankly, it was unlikely that his aversion to women would arouse him; he had tried
it , but quickly regained control. However, the memory of being flustered by Liu Ying last time left
a lingering unease in his mind.

Liu Ying, too, felt somewhat uncomfortable after their intimate encounter. Not because she resented
Guo Xuanguang , but because she felt
something was missing, no matter how good he was. She vaguely sensed that the difference was the feeling she had in Mr. Zhao's residence, but she
was unwilling and afraid to confirm it.

Since her second invitation to Guo Xuanguang, Liu Ying silently accepted her feelings. Even
when her emotions were running high, her first thought wasn't of Guo Xuanguang, but of the garment Mr. Zhao had given her.
Gradually the props she had taken home from Mr. Zhao were no longer just decorations, but
toys that complemented the leather jacket.

Taking advantage of the four or five days of rest ahead, Liu Ying, like a mischievous child, couldn't wait
to indulge herself completely last night. When she woke up early this morning, she couldn't help but smile as she looked at
the toys .

Although Liu Ying felt that those things were gradually becoming one with her body, it still
wasn't quite the same as when she was filming at Mr. Zhao's house. Just as she was lost in her hazy thoughts, Mr. Zhao made an
unexpected call: "Hello, Liu Meiren, I'm so sorry to call you so early in the morning!"

The current Liu Ying was very different from when she first joined Asian. Seeing that it was Mr. Zhao calling,
besides the usual excitement, she also felt a chill run down her spine. Especially since Liu Ying had just been thinking about
what had happened before, when she picked up the phone, she immediately remembered the scene of her indulgence and loss of control last time, and she stammered, not
knowing how to talk.

"I'm so sorry, but I actually have something I'd like you to help me with. I don't know if you'd be willing!"
Mr. Zhao continued without waiting for Liu Ying's reply, "I originally arranged to meet a private photography model I know well for
the opening ceremony of my friend's new store, but she just told me she had something to do and couldn't make it. I really don't know what to do right now
..."

"A new store? Opening?" Liu Ying was surprised to hear about this, and her attention immediately jumped. Previously,
her relationship with Mr. Zhao had always been that of employer and employee; she had never imagined receiving such an invitation. She felt that if she could
help, it would definitely improve her standing in Mr. Zhao's eyes.

"Although there's no payment, I've been working with that model for a long time. Originally... oh, sorry,
I didn't mean we weren't familiar. Actually, we've worked together several times, and I'm extremely satisfied with you."

Mr. Zhao quickly corrected his grammatical error, but Liu Ying had already thought of other things: "
It sounds like that model is definitely Mr. Zhao's first choice. If I can use this to get ahead, maybe I can even kick her
out!"

Mr. Zhao continued sincerely, "I'm really sorry to trouble you, but now there's an emergency,
so I have no choice but to shamelessly see if you have time to help me. If you have any requirements regarding payment
, just say so. With a beauty like you helping me, I think the amount of money is a small problem."

In fact, since the last fitting, Liu Ying felt that her relationship with Mr. Zhao seemed to have changed,
at least it was more than just an employer-employee relationship. Not wanting Mr. Zhao to think she was
someone who only cared about money, she quickly said, "No, no, Mr. Zhao, money is no big deal. Anyway, I'm
free . As you said, we've cooperated so many times, would I refuse a favor?"

"Oh, so... so you... you agree!" Mr. Zhao's voice
trembled slightly with joy. Hearing this, Liu Ying secretly chuckled. She then jumped out of
bed and carefully dressed up for Mr. Zhao's arrival.

Mr. Zhao had made preparations in advance. After Liu Ying got into the car, he said to her, "Today might be busy
all day . I've prepared a few outfits for you. Change into one when we get there!" Liu Ying had
been worried about whether her clothes were suitable, but now she just wanted to make a good impression.

Today was the opening of
a branch of Mr. Zhao's friend's jade jewelry chain store in a new shopping center in the north of Liangshan City. Mr. Zhao was invited to the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and of course, such occasions were always accompanied by beautiful women. Liu Ying
chose a silver low-cut, tight-fitting short dress, showing off her beautiful figure. Not only that, Liu
Ying wore black stockings and high heels, perfectly matching her silver dress. Even Mr. Zhao
's friend praised her highly.

Just as Liu Ying felt something was missing from her bare chest above her skirt, Mr. Zhao's friend presented her with
a magnificent necklace, saying, "As the saying goes, a fine sword is given to a hero, and a precious jade is naturally paired with a beauty. I think this
necklace suits you very well, so consider it a small gift!"

Liu Ying was already overjoyed when she saw the crystal-clear green jade in the center of the necklace. She then glanced at
the price—a necklace worth 100,000 yuan! She was so happy that she thanked him repeatedly. The shop owner then personally helped
Liu Ying put on the necklace, his hands inadvertently giving her a light massage on her shoulder. Liu Ying was completely immersed in her joy
and didn't notice his actions.

Previously, when she was in Yinmei, Liu Ying had participated in many similar events, where the organizers would provide
them with jewelry. However, these were only for performance and had to be returned afterwards. Therefore, Liu Ying always wore them with
trepidation , walking heavily, afraid of damaging them.

At this moment, Liu Ying, wearing her own necklace, moved gracefully among the crowd.
Especially considering the price tag of 100,000 yuan, she felt even more elated. The shop owner appeared to be about the same age as Mr. Zhao, though slightly overweight. However, the owner's generosity in gifting her such an expensive necklace

on their first meeting immediately won Liu Ying's favor. Throughout the event, Liu Ying frequently exchanged glances with the shop owner, her eyes filled with a sweet smile that seemed to melt the owner's heart . Having received such a generous gift, she still had to complete her work. Today, Liu Ying was the only beautiful woman in the shop; although she stood out from the crowd, she had to stand from morning till afternoon without a break. Although she hadn't even had lunch, Liu Ying was secretly delighted. She thought, "Luckily, I agreed to Mr. Zhao's offer without hesitation . Even without payment, this necklace is worth countless appearance fees. It seems I need to quickly accumulate enough points with Mr. Zhao so that I can have more opportunities like this in the future." "How was my performance today?" After finishing all the arrangements in the afternoon, Liu Ying, disregarding her exhaustion, playfully asked Mr. Zhao, who was smiling silently beside her. Mr. Zhao didn't speak, but simply gave her a thumbs up, smiling and staring at Liu Ying intently. Liu Ying seemed a little embarrassed, muttering to herself, "Is there something dirty on me? Why is he staring at me without saying anything?" After a while, Mr. Zhao said, "No, I just think your outfit really fits you perfectly, and it matches the place we're having dinner at tonight. I think you don't need to change; you can just go." Liu Ying looked at her well-tailored light green cheongsam and the striking contrast created by her black stockings, and her weariness immediately lessened. Moreover, judging from Mr. Zhao's tone, they would be having dinner together tonight, which added a touch of anticipation to her heart. It turned out that Mr. Zhao had booked a classically designed room at a five-star hotel that evening. The antique decor was a perfect match for Liu Ying. The room was about the size of a basketball court, with excellent soundproofing, like a secluded paradise in the bustling city. After entering and passing a small bridge over a stream, a delicate fragrance wafted in, instantly invigorating Liu Ying. Mr. Zhao didn't allow any waiters in the room, and the two of them comfortably rested in this tranquil environment. "How is it? Not bad, is it? You've had a long day, and this place is perfect for enjoying delicious food in such a comfortable environment." Mr. Zhao swirled the wine in his glass, his gaze towards Liu Ying filled with affection. "Yes...yes...of course it's good, this place is wonderful!" Liu Ying was a little afraid of making eye contact with Mr. Zhao, constantly shifting her eyes, pretending to admire the room. Liu Ying had been to such high-end places before, but dining in such an elegant room was definitely a first for her. When the food was brought over by the waiter, Liu Ying realized that everything, whether meat or other dishes, had been prepared in two separate portions and placed in front of them. The food was peeled and deboned as needed, so Liu Ying could enjoy it without any worries. "I didn't order anything too large today, but there's still quite a variety. Just try a little, see if there's anything you particularly like, and I can have them prepared in advance next time!" Mr. Zhao introduced the different dishes to Liu Ying as he ate, as if he knew this was Liu Ying's first time. Liu Ying felt incredibly warm and fuzzy; she felt this was the most comfortable dinner she had ever had. After the meal, Mr. Zhao said, "I recently bought a massage chair; it's very functional, and it was specially designed for beautiful models like you. Thank you for your hard work today; I'll take you to enjoy it later!" At this moment, Liu Ying was thinking that she wanted to spend as much time as possible with Mr. Zhao to increase chances of getting rid of the model who had stood her up. Since Mr. Zhao had extended such an invitation, she had no reason to refuse. So, after leaving the hotel, Liu Ying and Mr. Zhao went to the villa where they had previously filmed, entering a dimly lit room. The room was simply furnished, containing some filing cabinets and a computer. A chair stood in the center of the room, seemingly similar to a typical office swivel chair. As Liu Ying approached the chair, she noticed numerous metal protrusions extending outwards from the backrest, seat, and base. Finding this rather novel, she sat down without much thought. "Come on, let's take it slow. You've had a long day; let this chair help you relax!" Mr. stood behind Liu Ying, gently pressing his hands on her head. "I'll massage some acupoints on your head; it's very effective for relieving fatigue! This is a unique technique from a friend who's a traditional Chinese medicine doctor; it's guaranteed to work!"

Liu Ying quickly tried to stand up, saying apologetically, "No, no, no, how could I trouble
you, Mr. Zhao? Please sit down!"

Mr. Zhao pressed Liu Ying down into a chair and said, "Don't be so polite. You've done me a great favor today, consider it my way of
thanking you. Now that you're here, don't worry about anything, just relax and enjoy
yourself . Forgot? Role-playing, understand? Now you are my tired guest, and I'm here to help you relax
!"

"Role-playing?" Upon hearing this, Liu Ying suddenly felt as if a small flea
was jumping . First her legs, then her hands, then her body, and finally, her entire head seemed to go numb.

To be honest, Liu Ying hadn't had a full day of activity in a long time. Since working with Master Zhang,
the shooting time had been much shorter than before, and her stamina seemed to have declined. After a busy day,
the weariness permeated every inch of her skin after dinner. However, upon hearing Mr. Zhao's words,
a spark ignited in Liu Ying's heart.

Mr. Zhao said jokingly, "Remember, role-playing, you're very tired right now,
you need to rest and enjoy yourself, understand?" His hands started from the back of Liu Ying's head, slowly moving
to the top of her head, then began massaging around her temples, occasionally lightly stroking her forehead with his fingers.

Liu Ying kept hearing the word "role-playing," her numb mind unsure whether she was filming
or doing something else, but her body seemed to react naturally. The head massage was very comfortable for her,
and gradually she completely relaxed.

Although Liu Ying might not have noticed, Mr. Zhao's ears were extremely sensitive. When he heard Liu Ying's
breathing become even and heavier, his fingers moved to another spot. This time, Mr. Zhao grabbed Liu Ying's ears
and stroked them, constantly rubbing up and down the grooves behind her ears with his fingers.

Then Liu Ying felt as if the area between the chair back and seat cushion bulged out,
pressing against her body. Her back was right in line with her spine, and the slight vibration felt like a pair of large hands gently stroking her.
The raised part below went deep between her legs, making Liu Ying naturally want to squeeze her legs together.

Fortunately, the raised part of the seat cushion wasn't very high, only pressing against the sides of Liu Ying's inner thighs. However,
the slight vibration was enough to affect Liu Ying's secret garden, making her sway her body involuntarily.

Mr. Zhao pressed Liu Ying down and said, "Don't move around, relax your body. The massage will only be effective if it presses on your spine.
Come on, don't forget your role-playing. Let me help you stabilize yourself." After saying that, Mr. Zhao actually took out a large bundle of hemp rope and
began to tie Liu Ying to the chair.

"Keep relaxing, don't twist your body. I'll help you stabilize yourself so you won't sway from side to side later
." Mr. Zhao first tied Liu Ying's waist and the back of the chair, then slightly spread Liu Ying's legs, wrapped the rope around her thighs, calves, and
ankles several times, and then tied them to the chair legs and backrest respectively.

Liu Ying finally understood what those protruding iron supports were for. She watched as the rope coiled around
her , her mobility gradually diminishing. Just
when she felt she could only move her hands, the raised part of the seat increased in height, practically pressing down on her lower body.

"Oh... um... um... uh..." Liu Ying gasped, then lowered her voice as if blaming
herself for her loss of composure. However, she offered no resistance to Mr. Zhao's binding, as if she were
filming a movie .

Chapter 162 Master

Zhao's hands no longer needed to stay on Liu Ying's head. His left index finger
gently circled Liu Ying's lips, while his right hand swept down her chin to her chest. Soon, his left
index finger slipped between Liu Ying's slightly parted lips, gliding over her teeth like a toothbrush; almost simultaneously
, his right hand pressed completely against Liu Ying's breasts, kneading and unbuttoning her clothes.

"Mmm...mmm..." Liu Ying tilted her head back and closed her eyes, her hands automatically reaching behind the chair and
pulling at each other. When Mr. Zhao unhooked Liu Ying's bra, she couldn't help but let out
a long filled with the joy of liberation.

After a few daring strokes of his hands on Liu Ying's chest, Mr. Zhao immediately took out a
rope , then tied them together with her hands, which were bound behind the chair. In this way,
all of Liu Ying's limbs were fixed in place by the rope.

"Mmm...mmm...oh..." The stimulation between Liu Ying's legs intensified, and her voice
rose accordingly. Mr. Zhao's hands pressed down on Liu Ying's head again, this time not for massage, but to guide it into his crotch
.

After an initial exploration with his fingers, Mr. Zhao's penis smoothly entered Liu Ying's mouth. While enjoying
the pleasure of oral sex, he would occasionally pinch Liu Ying's breasts. "Ugh...mmm..." Although Liu Ying's
mouth was busy, she still managed to utter intermittent, enchanting sounds.

After Mr. Zhao had thoroughly enjoyed himself in Liu Ying's mouth, he abruptly withdrew his penis and
sprayed it all over her face. Liu Ying quickly closed her eyes, accepting Mr. Zhao's reward without hesitation,
some even flowing into her mouth.

The thick, white liquid emitted a strange odor, but Liu Ying felt invigorated,
and even her weariness seemed to lessen. "Hmm..." A long sigh escaped Liu Ying's lips; though
she didn't speak, the excitement beneath the sound was undeniable.

Mr. Zhao, in high spirits, picked up a long whip and began whipping Liu Ying. "Ah... wow... hmm
... ugh..." Liu Ying cried out in fright, but her voice still carried that seductive tone.

"Exciting, isn't it? Fun, right? Come on, let's do something more exciting!" After saying that, Mr. Zhao pressed
some button, and then a motor sounded.

Liu Ying felt the entire chair seem to move; looking up, she saw that the ropes tied to the chair
were connected to a pulley on the ceiling, and were now rising with the motor.

"Oh, no...no...Mr. Zhao...ah..." Ignoring the foreign object in her eyelids, Liu Ying
opened her eyes and saw that all four chair legs had left the ground. She screamed in terror, forgetting even
what .

"Are you scared? Are you really scared?" Mr. Zhao lashed out twice with the whip, sending Liu Ying and the chair spinning in
mid-air. "Ah...no...put me down..." Liu Ying shook her head, her eyes gleaming.
Tears welled in her eyes; she looked genuinely terrified.

Mr. Zhao laughed, "Get down? Fine, once I've whipped all these ropes, you can
get down." Liu Ying no longer cared about the possibility of breaking the thick ropes with her whip; all she
could think about was the unbearable thought of falling from the chair in mid-air.

"No...no...I'm scared...no..." Liu Ying screamed hoarsely as the chair swayed and spun in the air
. Unfortunately, Mr. Zhao remained unmoved, wielding the whip and gleefully enjoying the sight of
the beauty in mid-air. With each lash, Liu Ying wished Mr. Zhao would hit harder.
Each lash seemed to lessen her panic.

"Scared? Scared? What are you scared of? I think you're enjoying it!" Mr. Zhao adjusted
the remote control , and Liu Ying immediately felt a surge of pleasure under his control. "Mmm...ah...woo
..." Liu Ying's voice was a mixture of panic and pleasure, and tears splashed out with the spinning chair.

"Strike me, strike me, harder..." Just as Liu Ying opened her mouth and screamed, another voice
inside was also clamoring. Unconsciously, Liu Ying's voice lowered, as if listening
to the cry of her own heart: "Okay...okay...strike me to death...oh oh oh..."

Mr. Zhao saw Liu Ying trembling all over, her fingers spreading wildly behind her back, and, as if to encourage her, he struck her twice
more hard , saying, "I told you so, didn't I? You're having a blast, aren't you?" Liu Ying could no longer hear Mr. Zhao's voice;
her mind was filled with "Strike me, strike me..."

By the time Liu Ying reacted to her surroundings, she had been released. However, compared to
before , Liu Ying's condition was no better now. She was lying on the ground with her hands tied, her upper body completely
naked; her lower body was covered only by her almost soaked lace panties, black stockings, and high heels. Moreover, her legs were tied
to the two ends of an iron rod, forcing them to be spread straight apart at a ninety-degree angle.

Then, the iron bar slowly rose with the operation of the electric motor, and Liu Ying's legs rose from the ground.
From the side, Liu Ying lay flat on the ground in an "L" shape, her legs perfectly spread and upright. Her
black lace panties were faintly visible beneath the black fabric, making one want to touch and lick them, and even more so, to break through the curtain and explore
the gentle paradise behind them.

Mr. Zhao was in no hurry, sipping his wine glass and admiring this beautiful scene. His gaze first focused on
the juncture of her legs, then moved along the black stockings. Her
slender , beautiful

legs were like a straight road pointing in the direction of progress, forcing you to follow this tempting one-way street. The somewhat hazy one-way street beneath the black stockings narrowed more and more, until it finally ended at the pointed heel of her high heels . The upturned high heels pointed to the ceiling, the heels like needles piercing the heart, making one shudder. Her insteps, soles, heels, and even ankles were wrapped with hemp rope, tied to the cold iron bar. Looking at the tightly intertwined ropes, it felt as if his own heart was also bound. Mr. Zhao licked the lingering taste of alcohol from his lips, and his playful lower body began to move upwards following his gaze. If you were a ceramic craftsman, what you saw before you was an exquisite work of art; if you were a calligrapher, what you saw was like a masterpiece; if you were… in short, whoever you were, what was before you was something you would cherish. Mr. Zhao smiled, and like a dog, he knelt down and gently poked the center of the lace panties with his tongue . "Mmm, mmm," Liu Ying responded immediately, her body trembling slightly. Mr. Zhao moved his head and began licking along the edge of the panties. Then, his warm, moist lips, carrying the scent of alcohol, slowly brushed over Liu Ying's buttocks, and then moved upwards, as if leaving a trail of saliva on this one-way street. As Mr. Zhao moved his head, he slowly stood up, and then slightly loosened the rope taking off her high heels. Liu Ying's toes were already tightly clenched together, and her feet still smelled faintly of sweat Liu Ying 's sole. "Ah!" Liu Ying cried out in pain, then felt a nimble tongue moving . Mr. Zhao sometimes bit, sometimes sucked, and sometimes rubbed his tongue across her sole or the bottom of her foot, making Liu Ying feel both itchy and painful. Unfortunately, Liu Ying's legs couldn't move, so she could only struggle by wiggling her toes. Then Mr. Zhao used Liu Ying's sole as a cannon, directly placing his penis on it. His penis pressed against the hollow where Liu Ying's toes and sole met, rubbing against it. The thin black stockings became the lubricant for the friction, allowing the cannon and the platform to fit together perfectly. Mr. Zhao stroked Liu Ying's calf with one hand, while the other hand pressed his penis and sole together, watching her other beautiful leg swing her hips vigorously. "Uh..." With a long sigh, a satisfied expression appeared . Liu Ying slightly raised her head, half-closing her eyes as she watched the foreign substance spill onto her lower abdomen and then flow deeper, her bewildered eyes still holding a few sparks of fire. A real flame quickly ignited in the candle in Mr. Zhao's hand, the white-yellow flame soon causing the candle to collapse. Then, dripping wax fell, and Liu Ying cried out. "Ah...no...ah..." The wax drips had landed on Liu Ying's left foot, quickly covering her delicate foot with red wax droplets. Liu Ying's body began to sway from side to side on the ground, but her legs were already suspended high, making any movement futile. "No? Don't stop, right? It feels good, doesn't it? Ask yourself if it feels good!" Mr. Zhao held Liu Ying's beautiful legs, staring into her eyes as if interrogating her. Liu Ying looked at Mr. Zhao's gaze , unable to meet it, but her voice lowered. Then Mr. Zhao put the high heels back on Liu Ying's feet, and the burning candle began to move to Liu Ying 's calves, then her thighs, and then her lower abdomen. "No...no..." Liu Ying cried out in fright , quickly pulling her hands down from above her head to cover herself. Mr. Zhao laughed, "Don't move, don't cover yourself, or I'll have to move the candle up!" Liu Ying shuddered, quickly covering her exposed breasts with her hands, her abdomen sinking deeply, her swaying body immediately stilling. "Come on, look at the candle, look at those wax drops, each drop is full of pleasure! Look, how wonderful it is when it drips!" Mr. Zhao drew circles in the air with the candle, while his other hand continuously...

He stroked Liu Ying's beautiful legs, gently scraping away the dried wax droplets from her stockings.

Liu Ying's thoughts were led by Mr. Zhao; she stared at his hand, watching the candle slowly tilt,
tilt... until the wax droplets shot down like a string of pearls. Liu Ying watched the wax droplets leave a red
trail , and cried out again. When the wax droplets landed steadily on Liu Ying's lower abdomen, she felt the pain
less intense than before, and a feeling of longing arose.

"Again, again!" the voice inside her body appeared again. Liu Ying felt somewhat dazed, unable
to distinguish between reality and illusion. Mr. Zhao continued to move the candle closer to Liu Ying's body, and the wax
droplets began to fall downwards.

Liu Ying quickly felt the heat of the flame; the wax droplets had now landed on the underwear covering her genitals.
But Liu Ying didn't scream. She just watched the wax drip down, one drop at a time, and suddenly wondered, "
What would it feel like without those panties or stockings?"

At that moment, Mr. Zhao pulled down Liu Ying's panties and inserted a vibrating egg into her body. "Mmm, mmm,
ha..." Liu Ying's body, which had been still, began to twitch again, moaning softly with the vibration of the egg.

Mr. Zhao continued to drip wax onto Liu Ying's body, while his other hand picked up a whip. Liu Ying
looked at the whip, her muscles seeming to tense up, her heart screaming, "Come on, come on!"

"Crack, crack, crack..." Her half-naked body rolled on the ground, her alluring legs
trembling under the wax dripping, and both of their emotions rose simultaneously... Just as Liu Ying's whole body convulsed, Mr. Zhao raised the
burning candle and thrust it into the center of Liu Ying's panties. The scream of "Ah!" and the extinguishing of the flame seemed to
announce the end of the game, leaving only heavy breathing.

When Liu Ying woke up, she found herself sleeping on a comfortable, round bed, the soft, warm
blankets carrying the same pleasant fragrance as her bedroom. She didn't pay much attention to her naked body,
having already been intimate with Mr. Zhao.

Looking around, she noticed a bathroom and immediately jumped up.
Although still feeling tired, Liu Ying was excited. Remembering the previous night,
a smile crept onto her lips. After the candle went out, Liu Ying was somewhat disoriented; she only
remembered Mr. Zhao carrying her to the room.

After showering, Liu Ying put on a robe by the bed and opened the curtains. Behind the curtains were floor-to-ceiling glass
doors, and the view outside was like a beautiful painting. An artificial lake rippled with blue
water, its banks filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, a truly refreshing sight. Liu Ying took a few deep breaths
of fresh air, feeling invigorated.

After enjoying the view, Liu Ying turned and walked out of the room, finding herself in a room on the second floor
. Mr. Zhao, who was in the lobby downstairs, saw Liu Ying and immediately greeted her, asking her to come down: "You slept well last night, didn't you?
Are you used to the unfamiliar bed? I've put on your favorite perfume. There's fresh milk in the fridge, and some other food
. There's also some breakfast I just heated up in the microwave; please have some!"

Liu Ying ate while looking around the spacious dining room,
a She couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Zhao, you live alone... here?"

"Of course, it's my house, so of course I live here. But I don't usually sleep here. It's
a bit far from the city center, and I usually live in the city center for work. I only come here to entertain friends;
sleeping alone in such a big place feels a bit lonely."

After breakfast, Liu Ying left the villa in Mr. Zhao's car. During the bumpy ride, she couldn't help but
think, "If I were the mistress of this place, that would be amazing! Judging from Mr. Zhao's tone, he definitely owns
more than one house. With someone like him, I wouldn't have to worry about houses all the time."

Although money and houses were important factors, Liu Ying harbored a secret. She
didn't dare to actually touch this secret, but just vaguely imagining it brought her endless joy
. Back home, Liu Ying not only looked forward to the next collaboration, but she even started fantasizing about whether to use ropes or
whips next time.

This time, Mr. Zhao didn't keep Liu Ying waiting long; he called her again on Friday. It turned out that Mr. Zhao
had arranged a performance with Master Zhang, but the model had naturally canceled again. Based on her excellent performance last time,
Liu Ying had become the obvious choice for the replacement. Liu Ying only knew this was an opportunity and readily accepted the invitation.

On Saturday evening, Liu Ying arrived at the villa again in Mr. Zhao's nanny car. When Zhang Zhong saw that
the model Mr. Zhao had invited was Liu Ying, he was quite surprised. He couldn't help but say to Mr. Zhao with a hint of jealousy, "You're my
good apprentice! You actually invited my newly promoted favorite! No wonder I can't get a date with Liu Meiren usually,
you've got her all to yourself."

Mr. Zhao laughed, "Hehe, well, I'm sorry about that. I adore Liu Meiren,
I wish I could see her every day! Besides, she's just working for you, you're not my priority outside of work,
hahaha!"

Liu Ying didn't say anything, letting the two men chat and laugh, but in her heart, she couldn't help but weigh her importance in
Mr. Zhao 's eyes. Just like today's events, even Zhang Zhong was surprised; Liu Ying felt that she
had indeed risen quite quickly in Mr. Zhao's eyes recently.

Mr. Zhao then invited Zhang and Liu into the dining room, where a table was already set with a feast.
He introduced, "Come, tonight we'll start with a seafood meal and some white wine. These delicacies
arrived fresh today; a good friend of mine immediately sent them over in a private car. I guarantee you'll rarely find such freshness
elsewhere ."

Liu Ying looked around; there was lobster, oysters, salmon, and other seafood. Standing nearby,
she could smell the freshness of the sea. Although she had eaten seafood before, such a seafood feast was
something she had never imagined.

"If everyone is okay with eating it raw, I guarantee all the seafood is clean and sweet.
If you can't eat it raw, you can heat it up on the stove over there; it has a different flavor!" Mr. Zhao enthusiastically
invited them, the seafood leaving Zhang and Liu with a lingering fragrance on their palates.

When everyone had almost finished eating, Mr. Zhao raised his glass and said, "Master
Zhang 's been a year since I started learning from you. Tonight is my performance, to show you
whether my disciple has truly mastered the skills!"

Zhang Zhong clasped his hands in a fist and said, "You're too kind. With your talent, I'm more worried about you taking my job!
Don't even mention a year; you'll be a master in half a year."

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